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Pozzed by the Boyfriend- Chapter 2 Here's the second chapter, hope you all enjoy and bust a good nut to it! Tell me what you think about it, and sorry for leaving you all on a cliffhanger! ____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ I quickly shut Raven up by kissing him passionately, which soon evolved into a make-out session. I had been planning this ever since the day Raven had told me he had to go off his meds to switch (per his doctors orders), immediately after hearing the news I stopped taking Prep - this was my chance to remove any barrier between me and Raven, to remove any guilt he might have over fucking me raw, i'd be damned if I was going to let this opportunity pass me by! I'd been a devious tease for the past three weeks, Raven had legendary patience, restraint, and willpower, but even so I always had the upper hand. I know exactly what buttons of his to push to make him ragingly horny, and even his stubbornness would eventually crack to my persistence. I did everything I could to turn him on and get him ragingly hard, from being as nude as possible whenever around him (and always when alone), being unusually clumsy with held objects (and subsequently always bending over and presenting my plump bubble-butt to him), eating a whole bunch of popsicle's and bananas, brushing up on my French and Spanish (particularly sexual phrases), making endless innuendos, and playing with myself with dildo's and other toys in his presence, etc... I'm quite surprised he lasted as long as he did, and I'm almost certain that if i'd kept it up any longer I would have found myself pinned to a wall with my pants ripped off and Rai's cock shoved up my ass in one go (a not all-together unpleasant fate). Moving swiftly, I quickly straddled Raven on his seat in the car and deepend the kiss, our tongues now battled for dominance with each other - a fight I was all too happy to loose. I could feel his hands move down my lithe body and finally reach my ass, which he immediately started groping and squeezing through the thin fabric of my shorts. I started grinding our crotches together and could feel my mate's cock straining in his jock-strap through his sweats, I smirked into our continuing kiss, fully knowing this would be the 5th of his jockstraps i'd have ruined in the past three weeks. I let my arms travel from where they were wrapped around his neck to the him of his shirt, I let my hands find their way under his skin-tight t-shirt and let my finger run over his rock hard abs, before traveling up to play with his hard, pierced nipples. As soon as I touched his sensitive nipples I felt him buck up and grind his clothed & restrained erection against my soft ass, while gripping my ass hard enough to bruise, at the same time I heard the satisfying snap of the over-stretched elastic of his jockstrap as it finally gave way under the stress, and finally felt is manhood spring free in his grey sweatpants. We soon broke our passionate lip-lock and pulled our flushed faces away from each other, leaving only a thin line of saliva connecting our two tongues, panting for oxygen. After catching our breath, I saw him give me a sharp look, "You little shit, that's the 5th jockstrap you've broken this month!, your buying me a whole new set." he said sternly, adding a rather stinging swat to my clothed ass. I gave him a cheeky smirk and a playful glance before saying "It was in my way, you know I don't like anything between us when it's playtime." as I slowly lifted his tight shirt up. He replied only with an unsatisfied grunt and another swat to my ass cheek, before he reluctantly let go of my ass and lifted his arms up obligingly. As soon as I had pulled the offending garment off, he reclined the seat back all the way to a flat laying position and moved it all the way forward, forming an almost uninterrupted flat bed between the front and back seats of the car, before scooting back and laying his head on the back seat. We were now in a position with me straddling his hips while he was laying down. It was clear that he was allowing me to take the lead in our fun... for now. So I slowly ground my hips on his hard cock before laying down on top of him, my legs to either side of him with my ass in the air. His hands returned to groping my ass as I let my mouth trail kisses and light bites across his jaw line and eventually down his neck. After nipping and kissing his neck lightly for a little while I bit down softly and started leaving harder and deeper bite marks, before finely biting down and forming a large hickey at the base of his collar. His response was only a muffled groan and another swat to my ass. After finishing up my mark, I went down farther, over his slightly hairy, toned chest till my mouth was over his sensitive nipples, he felt my hot breath on them and let out another groan. I struck fast, quickly enveloping his left nipple in my mouth, while my right hand went to play with his other nipple, I barely had time to swirl my tongue around the hardened nub and it's metal bar piercing before I heard him let out a load moan, buck his hips upwards, and felt his hands roughly grab the material of my shorts and boxers. In a split second the fabric ripped in two right down the middle. I felt the skin of my ass bare to the cool air as my shorts and boxers were torn apart. "You asshole!, now how am I supposed to get to my sisters apartment on the 4th floor!" I chastised as I lifted off his nipple and sent him a glare. He responded with a smirk and a deep chuckle before saying "Payback's a bitch isn't it?, besides I don't plan on taking you back tonight, my parents are away for the next few days - and I fully plan to fuck you into my mattress all night long when we finish up here.". I pouted back at him as I felt his hands finish ripping my bottom clothing off of me and tossing it away. He then lifted his arms up and began pulling my shirt up, I begrudgingly lifted my arms up, knowing that if I didn't he'd simply rip that off too. I kicked my shoes off just to complete my nudity. I felt his eyes roam over my body, knowing he was drinking in the sight of me nude (not like he dosn't see it on an almost daily basis). I soon sat up and rubbed my now-nude ass over his still clothed dick. Sometime during our play his now-broken jockstrap had fallen away and left only his sweatpants to contain him. He had thoroughly soaked a large wet spot into them from the copious amount of precum he produced. An idea quickly formed in my mind, one that I just had to execute. I gingerly lifted myself off Raven's hips and unstraddled him, turning around and re-straddling him in reverse now. "Now now, we can't have you in these filthy pants now can we?" I said mischievously as I crawled towards the straining tent in his pants, while pushing my ass back towards his face. Catching on, I felt him grab my waist and pull my ass back towards him even more, until it was resting right in front of his face. I meanwhile had reached the massive tent in his pants, giving the wet spot with his head under it a chaste kiss before hooking my fingers under the rim of his sweats and pushing them down to his knees. Raven's massive trapped cock sprung forth like a cobra and bounced up, slapping me across the cheek, smearing my mates musky precum across my face. I love the smell and taste of both my mate's cum, and his musk, I can never get enough of it. I quickly cupped one hand on his massive, swollen, golf-ball sized cum-filled balls in one hand, gently massaging the swollen balls. I tried to wrap my other hand around the beer-can thick shaft of his cock, noting that my hand still couldn't wrap fully around it. I slowly pulled back his uncut foreskin to reveal his large head, leaking precum like a faucet. I couldn't hold myself back any longer, I immediately wrapped my lips around his thick cock head, and allowed my tongue to lick up all of his spilling precum, before finally begining to swirl my tongue around his head and licking the slit to lap up all of the oncoming precum. Raven's reaction was immediate, after weeks without sex he was horribly pent up, and feeling my hot lips around him was pure torture. He let out a very loud, and long groan, before I felt him start bucking his hips in an attempt to sink farther into my mouth. I only just managed to keep myself attached to his head without having him slide in any deeper, at least before I felt his hand bury itself in my curly brown locks and tightly grip them. I knew what was coming, and I only had seconds to prepare my throat for it - i'm only lucky that after almost 6 years sucking him off he's completely destroyed any gag reflex I ever had, and practically trained my throat to accommodate his large cock. In only three seconds Raven had shoved his entire foot long cock all the way down my throat. I quickly had to unhinge my jaw to accommodate the sudden increase in girth as my Jaw became sore, and felt his cock expand my throat all the way past my adam's apple. I had to force myself not to choke on the massive intruder, as I felt his engorged balls slap me in the face. Lucky for me after furiously pounding on his leg Raven managed to regain control of himself enough to pull my head off his cock so I could breath and let go of my hair. After sputtering and gasping for about a minute, I manged to regain my breath and stop myself from asphyxiating as I rehinged my jaw. "YOU FUCKING ASSHAT!, YOU COULD HAVE KILLED ME!" I shouted at him still sputtering. "I'm so sorry babe, I didn't mean too, your mouth just felt soooo good, and I couldn't stop myself from bucking." he said apologetically. I knew I couldn't really blame him, after so long deprived of sex, it was pure instinct to thrust into some place tight, wet, and warm. I quickly wiped the tears from my eyes, "I'm willing to let you face-fuck me Rai, but we're going to have to go slow. Alright?", "Alright" he said looking slightly ashamed of himself. Almost as an apology, I felt his stubble brush across my crack as he pulled my ass cheeks apart, to reveal my slightly loosed and well lubed pink hole (I had deep cleaned, lubed, and stretched myself vigorously in prep for tonight). I felt his tongue flick over my hole, before circling around it slowly, and then suddenly having my hole spread apart by Rai's long tongue as it dove in. I started moaning loudly and profusely at the rimjob and tongue fucking, I couldn't help myself, my hole and my neck are the two most sensitive and arousing spots on my body. In order to shut myself up before someone found us, I firmly wrapped my lips around my mate's cock and began sucking him, noting that he managed to keep his bucking to a minimum, and had his hands firmly spreading my cheeks apart to access my hole. To be continued...

Part 54 After watching my friend get his ass filled with Hank's cock and toxic cum, I realized my own cock was hard as a rock and almost hurting from the tension. Hank continued to grind his cock deep in his own load in that hole making sure it was in deep and not coming out. My friend, after a couple of minutes, was finally really realizing what had just happened. He was, I could tell, at a complete loss as to what he had allowed to happen and was now starting to feel the fear of what may happen now. His face was a picture of complete shock and there is no way this 'straight' guy had any idea as to what to do or how to feel knowing that not only had he been fucked by two guys, but that both had HIV and he had allowed the second one and had even cum when it happened. Hank finally quit moving and just laid on my friend and then kissed his open mouth. At first there is no response but then as Hank's tongue is insistent and I know that Hank is probably already getting hard again inside him, he starts to return the kiss not even realizing it yet. I am sure he has no idea that soon he will get another pounding and filling from Hank. I sit there completely mesmerized by the sight. My own cock is aching now and my ass is tingling badly with wanting to be filled and used also. Randy has not said a word nor moved this whole time. I glance his way and his huge cock is standing magnificently tall and hard. I drag my eyes from watching Hank and drop off of the couch to my knees and lean over Randy's cock and start to suck on it hungrily. I am in a full on need of cock now like I had hoped I would not be again. I swallowed as much of that monster cock as I could, choking as it entered my throat. I faced fucked my own mouth hard up and down on it. I wanted that cock, needed that cock. I rose off of it and took a quick glance at Hank as he was starting to stroke in and out again and practically jumped on Randy's mammoth cock, ramming the entire length into my waiting hole. I gasped at the pain I had caused myself from taking it all in one thrust like that. OMG It was fantastic as it was painful. I drove up and down as hard and fast as I could. I was so turned on at this point I would have taken any cock no matter the size, I just needed to be fucked good. I could hear my friend groaning again behind me and knew he could probably hear my moans also. We were both being filled as full as we could be. Both of us now in ecstasy as we were fucked hard and deep. It went on and on for what seemed like hours, but actually was probably about a half hour and then Hank and Randy both growled as they released their charged up toxic loads in our asses. My own cock erupted a huge amount. Then I collapsed on Randy totally satiated and worn out from that ride. I turned my head and could see my friend had his arms and legs wrapped around Hank and both were seemingly as exhausted as Randy and I were. Nobody was moving except for a few twitches from the afterglow of hot hot sex. After a few minutes I heard some movement and looking over at them, I saw Hank, with his cock still buried deep inside my friend, getting up and lifting my friend up without pulling his cock out. He lifted him up and my friend's legs were wrapped around Hank and his arms were around his neck. No words were spoken as Hank carried him through the doorway and on outside. I got up and followed to see what was going on and got outside in time to see Hank carry him into his place. I stopped long enough to shake my head to clear my thoughts a little and then followed on again. I entered Hank's place and as I got to his living room I found that there were about 4 other guys there. All 4, I had seen before and they all had biohazard tats. Hank had placed my friend on the couch and there was already one of the other guys there penetrating my friend's hole with his toxic cock and another of the guys had his cock in the waiting mouth also. I knew what was going to happen now, they were all going to fuck him and fill him full of more toxic poz cum. I had no idea what to do or if I should do anything at all. I was faced with another conflict out of the blue, as it were.

Took time off work to meet a guy I'd been chatting with on and off for a while to see what's what, while organising said was low on condoms so could I bring some so pick up a 12 pack n chucked than in my bag and finally arrived at his place. A little cut chat leads to his bed room where we. Started a little light gropping n kissing. Fast forward were both naked with him sitting in a chair with me kneeling and sucking his cock like a man possessed. 7 cut n thick, couldn't take it to the base but dam if I didn't try... Just kept worshipping this hard thick precumming cock like my life depended on it, I knew I wanted it in me. Licking from balls to tip I just looking him in the eye so he knows I want it bad. With that he moved me to the bed into my back and starts to suck and rim me. Brings out some poppers n really goes to town rimming me as feels like his tounge is as long as a giraffes as it reachs inside of me, by now I've use his poppers and start begging him to fuck me but he just want plenty of times as he slide the first finger into me to the buckle and. Starts fucking me with it. I'm always tight to start with but can open up with a little help. N help he does 1 finger becomes 2 then 3 n 4, by the 3 finger I moved to doggie so he has more access and I can pull away if to much...as I know he wants his whole hand in me... Now I want that as well but I really want his cock in me before he totally ruins my ass. Changing positions a few more time allows him to use both hands case he stretchs my ass n were finally in a position where i might be able to tempt him to fuck me. A few rounds of poppers n I get him to tease my ass with his cock which he happy starts slapping it against my Cheeks n hole and rubbing it up n down my crack oozing precum then starts just sliping the head in as im stretched out. i feel a chance n push back so I feel him slide further in me n just get him to fuck me. Bliss as he does and just starts Jack hammering my ass as I'm a mess on his bed begging to be used n groaning in delight squeezing my ass trying to milk his cock. Tight grip on my hips and he just keeps going, using me like the hole I know I want to be, about ten minutes he says he going to cum n pulls out. Whether it's the poppers or just the slut in me in hearing that the first words out of my mouth are "cum inside me". Taking his cue he slides straight back in and feels like he fucking me even harder as he grunts n groans breeding my ass and continues to fuck his load deeper into me. We collapse in a pile and i feel some of him leak from out of me but am in a state of bliss.resting a little we both have to go to work so quick shower I'm gone. But walking awày I'm in heaven. As my hole has been well and truly stretched as I've his load planned deep in me, a secret only I'll know when I'm in the office shortly. Even better I know I'll be back and then... I want to be able to take him wrist deep...

After a lengthy quasi-vanilla, one-long-term-to-the-next run, I have given up on 'standard monogamy' and 'faithfulness'. I used to be the loyal one while the others cheated and lied. ENOUGH OF ALL THAT! Hypocrites 'scripting' their 'happily-ever-after' with their Prince-in-Shining-Armor BS and then sneaking away one dreary night to hook up with a hairy mountain troll with a huge cock under the toll-bridge! LOL REBOOT: Now I have to say that PROMISCUITY and 'sexual scoring' with random partners is one of my biggest turn-ons, even while in a relationship. I have a partner (who I'm very close to) who feels the same way. Every time one of us gets a chance we PEP-TALK the other into GO-GET-HIM. Go have another TRICK and do him bare! And we share the lewd details and get horny or share a laugh when it wasn't so hot or the bitch squealed like a girl... If I had to do IT (a sexual career) all over again, from the beginning, I would probably have picked the most promiscuous toy boys I used to dismiss. I would make him PLEDGE to stay a slut, fuck and score all he wants. I'd want him to keep his animal nature keen and sharp, and bring home WHATEVER, trouble, drama, hot tricks and new kicks. If you like wild horses you can't tie them up. Give them room to roam!

Thank you for the handful of complimenTs since chapTer 18 got it's airing. I believe it is important as a writer here on BZ to appreciate praise, whether that be via kind words, or 'likes/votes' on chapters (which most certainly gives much encouragement to keep any given story running, as long as it still has mileage in it, of course), and to enjoy (which I DO) a two way interaction, sometimes, with the audience. It certainly gives me pleasure knowing that my audience are enjoying the ride! Stay piggy, PiGs 🐷

CTI THE FIRST TREATMENT We left the room with me hiding my naked, hard cock and in between the two muscle men. The each grabbed my upper arms, pulling my hand away from my crotch allowing my cock to voice free. As we moved down the hall, I could hear moans and grunts coming from behind the shut doors and at one door I heard “Oh fuck yeah, infect me! Give it to me” We arrived at an open door and went into the room. On one wall was a huge tv and in the center was a line wooden chair. Some sort of machine was under it, but I didn’t know what it was. I was moved to the front of the chair and I saw that in the seat was a hole about six inches in diameter. The muscle men turned me and pushed me down in the chair. One secured my ankles to the leg of the chair behind them, the other secured my wrists to the arms of the chair. Then one got down behind the chair and did something unknown to me as the other man reach down between my hips and the chair and pulls my ass checks apart. I felt something cold touched my hole The last thing they did was put when looked like an oxygen tube, like the ones from a hospital under my nose. As they left one said: “Breath deep through your nose abs enjoy the show” The tv came on and a blue screen was illuminating the dark room. A voice from nowhere echoed the room: “When you see the word ‘Hit’ breath deeply through your nose. When you see the word ‘hold’ then hold your breath. When you see the word ‘release’ you exhale” “Are you ready to begin” “Yes” I replied The screen lit up with an image of a naked man with a huge hard cock, then switched to the words “you crave cock” As the screen switched to another imagine I felt something pushing to get up my hole. As the images of nude men continued to change on the screen, the object pushed into my hole, sliding in deep. The word HIT popped on the screen so I breathed deeply through my nose, then the picture of a hard cock flash then back to hit - I did a hit again as the rush of poppers flowed through my body. Then a cock again then Hit. I followed the directions. The the word Hold flashed and I held my breath until the word release flashed The images changed to short videos of men sucking cock, licking nuts sacs and then sucking again. The object in my hole was sliding in and out of my hole at a steady pace, bring me pleasure. My cock was hard and leaking. The would Hit last again and I followed the instructions, hit again and again until I had hit five times then held for about fifteen seconds and then released At this point the sucking videos had been replaced my fucking, bareback fucking. The object picked up a little speed and my leaking increased as my cock bounced. Plus pleasure. The videos changed showing up close fucking with raw cocks sliding in and out of holes, to far away, then back close up. The instructions to hit again popped up again between the videos over and over until I had hit ten times and held and released. The rush was intense. I felt my inhibitions slid away. My mouth watered, my cock throbbed and my hole relaxed as the object again sped up. The raw fucking videos now showed men getting bred and I would hear sayings. “You want raw cock” “Your hole was made for cum” “All loads should be taken none refused” Then more instructions on hitting appeared. I did as instructed. As the videos of fucking and breeding continued. “You crave infected cum” “You want the virus” “Sexual Suicide is what you want” “You want HIV” “You crave toxic loads” “You want poz loads” “You want AIDS” In the videos I saw biohazard tattoos and tattoos of scorpions on the men getting fucked. Then more popper instructions. The rush flowed through me. The machine was fucking my hole quickly, hitting my g-spot and causing more leaking from my cock. “Tell me what you want!” “Poz loads” I replied “Where do you want them” “Up my hole” More popper instructions, that I followed. My head was swimming Fromm the rush and I could feel my heart beat in my temples and my cock. My hole relaxed even more as the machine fucked me quickly. “You want infected seed in you” “Yes” I screamed My balls were so pulled up tightly that they ached. I could feel the warm pre-cum puddling between my legs. I know I would not last long. The machine was fucking me faster. I screamed in pleasure and my load shot out my cock and flew high in the air. It was a massive load. As I shot the machine stopped and the object was pulled out. The video also went dark. I sat there breathing heavy coming down from the rush. I head the door open behind me and soon saw the two musclemen. “Damn never seen someone turn that quickly” one said They released me and half dragged me back to my room.

Like many before me, I dont think its natural to be monogamous. Especially men are made to mate and breed with as many different other men as possible. As for as im concerned, I could and will never be monogamous.

Part 55 started already

Chapter 18; *Getting to know Edward* Ramon's mustached Daddy, Edward, looked up from reading his newspaper, took off his reading glasses, and put his normal glasses on, at which poinT Ramon swiveled me around so the loud and clear message written on my back would be just that! He abruptly pulled down my trackie bottoms to show off to his boyfriend what was on offer. Edward was diagnosed HIV+ when he was 32 years of age in 1993, and had been on and off treatment over the years. More recently his treatment wasn't working properly. For several months he was getting detectable levels around the fifteen thousand mark, with his CD4 dropping very slightly. He was offered a new treatment, but decided he would have an extended sabbatical from all treatment to give his body a rest from it all. He had agreed with his Doctor yesterday that he would start a new treatment for which was laying on the coffee table, and had decided he would start on Monday in a few days time. All prompted by his VL continually to sharply rise, now standing at an enticing 2.1 Million! 😛 When he first found out that he was detectable once again, he and Ramon began to use condoms. But, there was conflict between the two. Edward wanted to use them to protect his love, however, Ramon was a bug chaser and desperately wanted to become infecTed. They had many calm and frank discussions about this situation that they were in together. Their monogamous relationship of two years was still a happy loving one, but, both were not getting the sex they wanted, and needed. In fact, neither had any sex for 3 weeks now. Ramon masturbated multiple times a day, being a horny young fucker, but Edward had not even cum in that entire time. And, to make matters even more intense, he suffered from hyperspermia with external influences affecting his usual rampant high sex drive. His balls must be ready to explode like some rumbling active volcano ready to spew it's bubbling spitting contents. And the sight of me seemed to now cause an unstoppable reaction that would see Edward's inner volcano erupt very soon indeed. He stood up, and walked over to me, and inserted two fingers into my cum loaded sloppy cunT. - Fuck, our new neighbour clearly has an ASS full of cum. Get him in the playroom Darling. These are very expensive rugs. And get those trackie bottoms off of his body entirely. - Yes Daddy. Ramon took me to their spare bedroom that they had converted into a fully functional playroom. There was a mirrored ceiling, a wall with a huge multi layered long shelf unit with all kinds of Leather / Rubber, and play gear all organised neatly, wooden floorboards that were covered with vinyl play-sheets that could easily be picked up and washed. And, the most important item of all; The Sling! Daddy Edward entered the play-room. He crossed his arms, and just watched me for a few minutes, as though he was sizing up a potential new prey. I could feel cum constantly slowly drizzle out of my gaping cunT-hole, and down my legs. I then coughed which saw a huge blob of anonymous t☢️xic filth drop out of me and onto the vinyl play-sheet beneath me. This seemed to turn Edward on as he began to rub his crotch through his cammo shorts. I could definitely see a growing bulge. He in his deep authoritative voice (which never deviated each time he spoke), he calmly gave me a command; - Lick that up. - Yes Sir. I knelt on the floor, and eagerly lapped up the p☣️z cum that had just dropped out of my cunT. I felt like such a cheap nasTy WH☢️RE, and I fucking loved it. Edward pulled down his cammo shorts to reveal a white jockstrap with the jock piece clearly becoming wet where the tip of his Dick lay, and now grew. - Sniff my crotch. - Yes Sir. I crawled up towards him, grabbed hold the back of his thighs, and started sniffing. As soon as I did his Dick seemed to suddenly stiffen, with the Glans head popping out from the top of his jock, and heavily dribbling precum down over his jock. I so far had only been permitted to sniff, and desperately wanted to lap up his sweet smelling precum. He started, firmly, yet with a gentle edge to tousle with my boyish hair as his rough looking weathered bull face looked down upon me; - So new neighbour, what is your name? - It's Steven, Sir. - Welcome to the block Steven. I'm Edward. But, Sir is fine for the time being. And I know you are dying to drink my precum. I can see the hunger in your eyes. It's yours for the taking. With that he pulled down his jock down to his lower legs, to reveal his beautiful Dick. It wasn't long, standing at around 6" erect, but, he had a thick meaty girth. And unusually uncut too. My second uncut Dick I knowingly encountered since my arrival. I flicked my tongue over his piss slit, causing him to grunt and groan. I flicked over and over at a fast rate, and very soon he squirted out a huge load of precum, which by many standards could have passed off as an actual orgasm. It flowed out and over down his shaft which I greedily gobbled up. He grabbed my hair and slid his curving downwards Dick into my mouth, and slowly began to face fuck me. I hadn't realised properly until now that I had an absolutely excellent gag reflex as his gorgeous Dick seemed to glide right to the back of my throat with ease. And he kept on squirting these huge loads of precum that I was now feeling flowing down my Oesophagus and into my stomach. - We had better stop this, else I am gonna shoot. Get into the sling, 'boy'. - Yes Sir. I hopped in like a Duck to water, and lay there watching him completely remove his shorts, jockstrap, and remove his tank top. And there he stood, naked, except for his woolen socks. P☣️z and Proud! Hix crix belly and gym trained chest, shoulders, arms, and legs were thick in fine black hair. He walked over and slipped in 3 fingers into my cunT, and started to kiss me passionately as he fingered away, and within a short few minutes without either of us realising, he was inside my cunT just past his wrist! Having suddenly realised he wasn't just merely using a few fingers now, his body came back upright, and in inspected his current 'handy' work! 😈 Ramon was enjoying what his 'Daddy' was doing to me, sat on a Leather Bean-Bag, slowly edging, and fingering his own cunT! - Fucking hell, you're an experienced bottom. - Actually Sir, until lastnight I was a 100% Dom Top, and Anal-Virgin. - Oh were you now. How did you get to become so sloppy so quickly? - I performed at 'Aiden's club' lastnight as the Dancer for a private function, and ended up getting brutally gang-fucked, and fisTed towards the end of it all, too. - I see. That would explain the several fresh track marks I see. You seem to be very high on meTh right now. - I am Sir. And am aching for much M☢️RE cum to be deposited into my hungry boi-cunt. I also received some broTherhood shoTs. - Okay. Do you know from who? - I think three different guys. I can only remember two names. Chad, and Todd I think. Despite being wired, tired, and flying high off of my nut, I seemed to be managing a flowing conversation with this weathered bull-stud! He had this natural ability to centre you. - A broTherhood shoT from our lovely Chad. If it is the Chad I know, then you are completely fucked, 'boy'. God how I ached for Edward to fucking FL☢️☢️D my sloppy cunT with his 3 weeks worth of a hyperspermia load!! 🐷

Vince spit on the kids hole a few times and then slapped his fat 8" dick against it, Devon tossed the lube on the bed and Vince lubed up his dick and spit on last time and then pressed against that tight little hole, the boys hole resisted as his moans turned to groans and finally Vince broke though and his fat dick started to slide into the boy. Two, three and then four inches and Vince had the look of pure please as I told him his was the first bare dick ever in the boy. He pressed steadily and finally got balls deep in the kid. He fucked him for twenty minutes and then finally shot a huge load in the boy. Devon tossed a marker to him and Vince put the first slash on the kids back. Vince cleaned up as Devon took his place and slide his 10" dick slowly into the boy. He was not nearly as thick as Vince but still thick and began to fuck the kids opened up lubed hole. Vince came out of the bathroom and said will be back, that is one fine ass, just text Danny and Mike to come hit it, good Devon said I send out a few text myself. Devon got to use Andrew for 25 minutes before the next guest arrived and shot two loads in the boy by then, Mike entered the bedroom as Devon was cleaning off his dick in the bathroom and got up behind Andrew and began to eat the kids cummy hole. Mike is white 5'9 175 average build, 7.5" and 25 years old. By the time Devon came out Mike was fucking the kid, it did not take him long to blow a load in the kid and he pulled out and zipped out and took off but said text me when he has a full ass again. Mike passed two guys he did not know on the way out and told them the kid has a great ass, One was Tall blonde lanky late 30's and the other built late 40's with salt and pepper hair 6'2 at least. Mike thought, fuck can't wait to taste their cum in his ass. Devon was in the living room when the guys knocked, he had just slipped a couple shards in the boy and put the mark Mark forgot to place. Devon welcomed the guys and said you two are just in time, he is in here follow me. Brad the lanky one pealed off his clothes and his skinny body revealed a large scorpion on his rib cage on the right side and a fat 7.5" dick and The older guy had a biohazard tat just above his dick you could faintly make out with the patch of hair growing but his dick was also thick and looked to be at least 9". The blonde went first and lined up his lubed dick and slide slowly in Andrew. Fuck dude this kid has a great ass, the older guy began to kiss the blonde, Devon had them in the phone as one but remembered that Rick was the Blonde and Robert was the salt and pepper. Devon told Rick he was glad he could make it, this was only the fifth bare dick the kid had ever had, fuck dude that is so hot Rick said. First Poz load, Put your mark on the left side when you are done Devon instructed. Rick told him he was getting close, stop talking like that and Devon tossed the red marker on the bed and Rick could not hold back and shot his Poz load up the kids hole. Robert quickly got in place as they heard the front door open and Robert Fucked the kids for ten minutes and shot his load, he had not heard it but there were now three guys and Devon standing behind as he placed his Red Mark on the kids back. He got up and told Devon he wanted more of the kids ass and would text in a few hours.

Daddy Issues Hey everyone... first post here. Definitely happy I found this place- haven’t really found an alternative for people sharing stories, especially pertaining to this sort of subject matter. Loosely based on a series of encounters many years ago, but ones that I think back to a good amount. Decided to write about it. I was probably 21 or 22 at the time. Names, events, and descriptions have been modified for fun and because I can’t remember everything anyway. I hope some of you enjoy it. -- My stomach felt hot; the type of warmth that twists your gut on an empty stomach with nerves. And despite the beads of sweat dripping down my face, the rest of me was freezing. Standing outside the townhouse unit, bundled up in an oversized maroon hoodie and a pair of baggy black jeans, my hands were crossed and tucked under my armpits, teeth chattering as I waited in the chilly doorway. Even in the dark I could see the steamy clouds of breath with each exhale, and the gentlest draughts sent shivers across the sheet of sweat forming on my face. I was beginning to wonder if this had been a bad idea. It wasn’t that I minded the cold; the cold and I usually got along. But it was distinctly sobering. And the buzz from earlier was beginning to subside, leaving room for the more sensible parts of my brain to enter. And they were beginning to suspect that I was perhaps biting off more than I could chew. The cum threatening to leak out of my hole also raised a good point. My ex, Sam, had been especially rough today. Was I really up for more after that? Shouting at me while he fucked me like a ragdoll, twisting my sensitive nipples painfully until I arched my back and screamed, then stuffing his tongue down my throat as he emptied into my guts and practically threw my clothes at me afterwards... Sam and I... had issues. But he was also my main and only connection. And he liked the money while I liked to party—sometimes even with him. And our openness with one another tended to increase as a function of tina. Like I said—issues. Mercifully, I was spared further self-reflection when the door clicked and creaked open, revealing a firmly built father-figure who stood a solid six inches taller than me. I would have guessed him at roughly six foot two. “Sinking feeling?” I recited from adam4adam, smiling loosely, head crooked off to the side slightly. A grin spread across his face. “Just Chris is fine,” he greeted. “Daniel, right?” I nodded. “Come on in,” he invited, stepping off to the side as the door swung ajar. The contrast couldn’t have been more pronounced as I moseyed on by him. Aside from being substantially taller, Chris was large; broad-shouldered with the beginnings of a healthy paunch. He had the type of body that was once very built but had succumbed to a desk job and too much beer in later life. Atop his head, fiery red hair dotted with grey formed a halo around an emerging bald spot. There was lingering hesitation. But it was also cold and I very much wanted to find some warmth. The husky, broad build attached to the heavy voice was also something of a weakness of mine. So with all this in mind I muted Jiminy and stepped in past the threshold. The instant the door shut I found myself engulfed. Thick, fuzzy arms wrapped themselves around my chest, pulling me close to the grey button-up that draped loosely over the muscle-bear’s torso. Gasping, possibly on cue or as a reflex, I leaned into the embrace and craned my head up, parting my lips as his mouth pressed down on me and pushed his thick tongue inside. Meanwhile, one great big paw found my ass and squeezed my left cheek through the cold fabric, making me jump. He seemed pleased by this—as he pulled away, his face was bright with mischief. “Thanks for coming. I’m glad you could make it,” he growled. “Thanks for having me,” I responded sheepishly. “I’m glad I could come too.” He smirked. “Come on. We’re upstairs,” he instructed, grasping my hand as he lead me up the steps. As he pulled I had to hurry a bit to keep up. Passing the first door on the left, we scurried to the second, at which point Chris shoved it open and pulled me inside. The ceiling lights had been turned off; only the lamps in the corner and on the bedside table were lit, giving the room a dim ambiance. Immediately my eyes glanced to the nightstand- where a pair of old-fashioned glasses sat, their smooth edges catching the low light of the bedroom, making the red of the drink inside blush a deep crimson. Adjacent to it, a pair of syringes nestled together conspicuously. And below, a bag of crystals rested beside glass pipe and a little blue pill. At the sight of the needles, my heart began to pound. “It’s all right there,” I murmured. There was that doubt again. Was this a good idea. It wasn’t much of a question. But it might be a fun idea, I argued, and in many ways that was far more compelling. Either oblivious to my uncertainty or electing to move past it, Chris was already retrieving the glasses. Smiling welcomingly, he offered one. “It’s G. And Gatorade. You said you’ve done G?” I nodded, and reached out to accept. “Yeah. Thanks,” I murmured. Admittedly, I kind of hated G but declining felt rude. And anything to take the edge off sounded good so I smiled politely and braced for the worst. Nodding, he raised his glass. “Cheers,” he said, then clinked and chugged it back in one great gulp with what I assume was the Viagra, inviting me to follow suit. Following his lead, I drank the poorly masked acrid flavour, downing it in two swigs. Grimacing as I set the cup down, I sunk down onto the bed and reached for my shoulders, peeling away the thick layers of clothing I’d come wrapped in. Wiping my damp face against the inside of the scratchy fabric as it slid past my smooth stomach, the hoodie pooled messily on the floor. Meanwhile, Chris licked his lips and undid his belt, pulling the leather strap from outside his jeans as his murky eyes watched me undress. As my pants and boxers fell down around my lightly haired legs, showing off my freshly shaven groin, I could feel the buzz on my skin from his eyes outlining me- tracing over my lithe form as he drew his mental image. Looking back at him, by comparison he was a giant- I was barely five foot eight, with dark brown hair, dark brown eyes, and what could readily be described as a pallid complexion. Where my face was clean-shaven conceal my years, he wore his time with pride. I had no illusions that he was likely close to lapping both my weight and age; if I was a hundred and forty pounds, I estimated Chris at around two sixty. Maybe more. In his forties, if adam4adam was to be believed. In truth, I’d been very surprised when he’d even responded. But then we started talking and he rather directly advised that I was his type. And he was definitely mine. And despite the remnants of tina from a cloudy overcast, I could feel my cock twitch in anticipation. As he sat down next to me, I could feel the bed sag around him, displacing the mattress such that I popped up a bit. Pulling me close, I could see that his pupils were dilated like mine. I smiled. “Been having fun?” I joked. “Yeah, but just by myself tonight,” he replied, then all but dragged me onto his lap. Turning me around to face him, he seemed delighted to find how pliable and malleable my light body was in his hands, and I eagerly bent into his touch. “I’m glad we could fix that,” I returned wanly. He let out a chuckle. Digging his fingers into the smooth face of my ass, he began to peel the globes apart, making me shiver as I leaned against his chest. Then a probing finger touched my wet entrance. He paused. “What’s this?” My heart skipped a beat. “Oh,” I responded nervously. Instinctively my body moved to pull back, but then one of his hands rose and it was futile- like a steel cable across my back, locking me in place. “That,” I said slowly, my mouth suddenly feeling very dry, “That would be my ex.” A moment of silence fell upon us. The hand digging into my pucker pulled back and I managed to wrestle my face to the side. From the corner of my eye I could see him looking at his paw, examining the sheen of translucent cum on the tip of his index finger. To my surprise, he licked it. “Hot,” he responded, then reached back down, gathering more of the viscous fluid that had just started to leak out slowly onto his jeans. Once satisfied, I felt the arm on my back ease up and he let me pull back, only to press the cum-soaked finger against my lips. My dick immediately sprang to life. “Was it any good?” he asked as my mouth accepted the offering, swirling the tongue around his fingertip as he watched me lap away Tom’s juices. As the finger left my mouth, I licked my lips. “It was... alright, I guess. Kind of rough.” “I see,” he returned softly. “You like rough?” My voice hitched. Oh if only you knew, my brain snickered. On the outside, my voice returned coyly, “Sometimes. Maybe. Depends on the other person.” “I see.” Then a pause. All I could really feel was his fingers stroking my back gently. I began to wonder if I’d done something wrong. “Chris?” I asked. “Are you sure about this?” he asked slowly, carefully. “Sure about what?” I echoed. And then suddenly I was facing the bedside table. Following his bicep to forearm to outstretched fingers, I spied the instruments from earlier—specifically the rigs. “This,” he clarified. Oh. That. My stomach knotted. I licked my lips. “I think so.” “Think?” he repeated. Heavy hands stroked my arm, soothing and warm. I nestled in closer, enjoying the arm around my waist. A moment passed. Then another. Words were suddenly tough. I opened my mouth to speak but everything snagged and I gave up, shutting my mouth as I swallowed the lump forming in my throat. “Daniel...” he said gently, nearly making me jump. “It’s okay if you just want to smoke. We’re going to have a good time either way, right?” “I know but...” “But what?” he asked softly. Well, there it was; I wasn’t going to be allowed indecision here. And he had very graciously offered me a way out. My eyes wandered to the loaded pipe. The tina had melted into the lower hemisphere, giving it a pearly look. And in that pearly gloss there was something comfortably familiar to it. But as my gaze wandered back to the pair of syringes, all loaded and set aside for us, my heart pounded inside my chest. Excitement crept upon me. Sucking in a deep breath, I provided my answer before I could formulate a proper case against it. “I want to try it,” I admitted. “With you.” Chris stared at me for a good minute. Slowly, an eager smile spread across his face. “Good.” He almost sounded relieved. With the G beginning to hit me, a clumsy warmth had radiated outwards from my gut and sunk into the extremities where it settled. Messily, I shuffled off Chris’s lap, planting a kiss on his fuzzy cheek as I went. Rising from the bed, he gathered one of the syringes and looked around for a moment, brow furrowed in contemplation, before opening the drawer and retrieving a bright orange rubber strap and a pair of square swab packets. Settling down in front of me, kneeling to keep himself level, he tied the rubber band around my arm. “Make a fist.” Within a few moments, he’d found the vein. Tearing the packet with his front teeth, he wiped the faint bump with an alcohol swab and licked his lips, eyes narrowed in focus as the tip of the needle approached the raised flesh. “Let me know if it hurts. At all. Ok?” I nodded, sucking in a breath to brace myself. I didn’t like needles. Probably the main reason I hadn’t learned how to do this myself. Or done this. Well, that and Sam didn’t like them either. The prick through skin stung but only momentarily. Subsiding as quickly as it came, Chris glanced up at me, prompting me to shake my head. Nodding, he slowly he pulled back on the plunger, drawing a flash of blood. “Anything?” he asked. Once more I shook my head. “Good.” And then he pressed forward, unloading the chemicals into my arm. Wasting no time, he smoothly retracted the needle, placed a cotton-ball on the entry point, and released the orange band from my arm. “Arm up. Hold that. And lie back,” he instructed. Hand above my head, holding the ball in place as told, I sunk back onto the bed and wondered when it would hit me. It wasn’t long. Within maybe two seconds I could feel my skin flush, like I’d suddenly been plugged into the wall and electrocuted. Coursing over my arms, finding my chest and stomach, traveling down into my legs and toes, then all the way up my neck. Like a tingling, tickling fire the burning feeling built in my throat, rapidly reaching a fever pitch and I coughed hard, involuntarily releasing the cotton as I clutched my chest and heaved. With each retching gasp, pleasure ripped through my body, making me shake as I rode the wave. Above, Chris simply watched, smiling from ear to ear as I unraveled in front of him. Whether it was fifteen seconds or five minutes before I regained the ability to speak I do not know. What I do recall is what I said. “Holy fuck.” The remark was whispered as my hands moved on their own accord—up to my face, then down across my chest, and experimentally grazing my swollen nipples. Then they migrated south, detouring at my cock, exploring my twitching hole, and completing their lap by returning to my face. Everything twitched. My skin buzzed. And there was a ringing in my ears that made everything seem so close and far at the same time. “It’s... I can’t... oh my god...” I stammered, panting on the bed. In my head the apprehensions were melting away—reservations disappearing in a maelstrom of heat—leaving nothing but impulse, fantasy, and want. Everything felt like a good idea. Cum, piss, cocks, toys, fists, pain, humiliation- my mind jumped from idea to idea, pirouetting from scene to scene, electrified by the prospect of my current companion holding my hand as we delved into pig hell. Roaring through my mind, the need to be used like a fuck-toy all but raced through my head, liberated from its cage by the chemicals hijacking me. Peeling my hands away from my face, I turned to Chris. “It’s so much,” I whispered. To this, Chris chuckled, spotting his own vein as he aimed the syringe. “Just breathe, baby,” he instructed. “I’ll be there soon.” His cough was considerably less laboured. And as the strap fell away he began to undress, shucking his loose button-up over his shoulders, allowing me to see his powerful biceps and thick chest muscles that were loosely covered by red and gray hair. And, deliciously, a pair hairy armpits that reeked with sweat. Reflexively, I licked my lips. Then he began to remove his jeans, unfastening the button and sliding them past his hairy legs as he removed them with his boxers. He was already getting hard- between his legs sat a chubby cock, nestled in a patch of red hair and two huge, low-hanging balls. Resting his weight on his forearm, he settled on his side next to me. “So,” he asked, licking his fingers before pressing his hand against my chest. “How are you feeling?” The bass tones of his voice were lightened by amusement as his finger and thumb found one of my swollen nipples. Inhaling sharply as he rolled them between his heavy digits, I let out a yelp as he gave a quick squeeze. Finding my bearings, riding the exhilarating pleasure, I managed to suck in a lungful of air. “Amazing,” I breathed, rising from the bed, biting my lip as I took in his full naked body- from his huge hands to his growing dick, to the powerful centre that connected them all. Imagining my holes used like sleeves for every part sticking out of him—a human waste receptacle for his cum and piss. Someone’s boy to use. His boy to use. “Better than puffing it?” he teased, grinning from ear to ear. “Definitely,” I agreed. “Good,” he growled, pulling me close in a crushing kiss. Breathless as we broke away, I felt giddy. Suckling his neck, I moved in close, balancing myself on my knees around one of his resting thighs. I needed to taste him. Reaching gently for one of his arms, I touched the thin layer of fur, then lightly lifted it with his assistance above his head and dug my tongue into his hairy pit. With him palming the back of my head to pull me closer, I inhaled the heavy, musky smell and my body jolted with excitement. Lapping at the sweaty, salty, acidic flavour I drank greedily until there was nothing left and let out a pleading noise. Above, he chuckled throatily and released my face as the other arm rose in an invitation that I was happy to accept. Electing to not grip my head this time, his free hand found its way to my ass-cheeks, squeezing them hard enough to make me yelp as I continued to service him. Between the smooth globes his fingers crawled, teasing my hole as it traced the outside, gathering the leaking cum. Shifting my weight, I arched my back, inviting the finger for closer inspection. Still slightly slick with Sam’s load, his ring finger pushed onwards roughly, making every nerve tingle. But all I could think was more. “Please,” I begged. “Please what, boy?” he teased, extracting the intruding digit only to thrust it back inside. Pulling away from his pit, I looked at the heavy, hungry expression that had overtaken Chris’s initially welcoming features. Something distinctly dark had taken over his face—the same unhinged need the chemicals had unleashed in myself, but funneled through his want to control. My chest fluttered in delight. “I want you to use me,” I whispered. “To fuck me. To fill me.” Studying my face, all twisted with need, his dilated eyes narrowed slightly, his breathing soft and slow. “I’m gonna do a lot more than that, Daniel.” My breathing hitched. “I know,” I whispered. “I’m gonna ruin you,” he growled, burying his face in my neck, sucking the soft skin as he bit down. I let out a groan, feeling the skin tingle as his teeth sunk. Traveling up to my ear, he licked as he went, nipping my earlobe before settling his mouth just outside. I could hear his heavy panting and it made me crackle with excitement. “And you’d just let me, wouldn’t you,” he hissed, digging his finger deeper, coating it in Sam’s splooge, wriggling it to ease it in to the knuckle. “I bet you’d let a hundred guys fuck you if I wanted.” “And then some,” I agreed softly. “Two at a time even, all snug inside your little boy hole, just to make sure everyone’s served,” he growled as he pulled back only to slip his middle finger inside alongside, making sure I felt the stretching as his fingernail scraped against my insides. “As many as you’d want to fit,” I whimpered, revelling in the burn as he worked my hole. His voice made a rumble of appreciation. “Get that hole open, puffy, and swollen. Just oozing with cum,” he hissed, turning his fingers as he spoke. “Running down your legs in streams.” “Stuffing it back inside me with your hands,” I whispered, my heartbeat quickening as the words formed. “Shoving it into my guts with your arm. Cleaning every cock that blows inside me with my mouth.” Groaning, his fingers left my ass and were quickly shoved into my mouth. Nursing them, my tongue swirled around the faint taste of my juices mixed with the salty, musky flavour of Sam. All the while, his expression darkened, his teeth coming together. Glancing down, I saw his cock stood upright, thick veins bulging up every inch of the beer-can shaft, leading up towards a mushroom head leaking pre-cum. Pulling away from the fingers I sunk down, arching my back as my legs stretched to balance my body on my hands and knees. Up close I estimated him at approaching nine inches, maybe eight-and-a-half. Inhaling through my nose I took in the pungent aroma of dried piss mixed with sweat and his natural musky odour. Entranced, my mouth opened, drawing the head inside as my hand reached to grip the thick shaft. Making a noise of appreciation, he opened his legs a bit, running his fingers through my hair and resting them on the back of my head gently. Now, full disclosure—I am far from the best at blowjobs in the universe. And in many positions I frequently have trouble deep-throating. But in the moment, with the tina racing through me, I thought I could do anything and I found myself relaxing my jaw, easing the muscles and sliding down on him as best I could. It was somewhat successful. Letting out a groan as his head pressed my throat muscles, not quite unclenched enough or at the best angle for passage, his shaft slipped and slid along my wet mouth. My glands were working overtime, pumping out saliva as I dragged my tongue from trunk to top, swirling around his glans as I came up. Up and down I went, swallowing the excess spit as his hand guided me with gentle pressure. “Wait,” he grunted. Popping up for air, I awaited further instruction as he released my head and pointed to my crotch. “Bring that ass here,” he ordered. Obediently, I turned around, balancing on my hands and knees. Setting my legs around his thick torso, his back sunk into the mattress. Shuffling along until my mouth was lined up a perfect forty five degree angle with his cock and my ass stood above his pecs, his hands reached up, gripping my ass-cheeks hard as he spread them wide. The bed creaked—reacting to him rising—and I lowered my open mouth back onto his cock as his face pushed into my crack, beard scratching the inside of my cheeks as he dug in. Locked in his powerful grip, I inhaled through my nose, relaxing my throat as I measured the angle and aligned myself accordingly. And then I went slid down, feeling his cock brush against the back of my gullet. Easing up further, the entrance opened, allowing him to push past my throat muscles with a slight raise of his hips as I buried my nose in his pubes. Letting out of a guttural groan as I took him to the root, I could feel the sound vibrate against my ass, making me tingle with anticipation as my throat worked his massive rod. Meanwhile, he paused momentarily to stare at my just-leaking hole, before his wide tongue gave one long, slow lick against my puckered opening, sending shivers up my spine as I fucked my face on him. “Fucking hot hole,” he growled, then dug in, all but mashing his face into me. Scratching around my hole with his beard in the best way possible his thick tongue plunged into the load left by Sam. Sucking and slurping, making my ass as wet as he could as he sought depth I lost focus, tingling from end to end, and pulled up involuntarily to nurse his head. Below, his hips bucked. Right. Refocusing despite the warmth and tingling in my hole, I relaxed once more, breathing through my nose as I took him down. Pulling away from my hole for just a moment, he gave my ass a slam. “Tastes so good,” he rumbled, then dug back in. Slick with spit, acclimatizing to the motion and high as a kite, I got bolder. Pulling all the way up his head, I’d spend a moment focusing there, then lower myself and push past the throat muscles, holding him down as I swallowed around him. Then repeat. Following this rhythm, he’d dig hard, using his index and middle fingers to pry me open as he tried to stuff his whole tongue up my ass. Then as I came up he’d pull back, lapping at the salty cum, spit, and ass-juices that he’d displaced. Punctuating with the odd nip or bite against my cheeks, or stinging slap against my ass, we continued like this for several minutes—maybe five, maybe ten, it’s hard to say. Our cadence was broken by him pushing my waist off his body. “Get up,” he instructed. Pulling my mouth away from his cock, I looked over my shoulder. Face red, he was breathing was hard. “I want you to sit on it.” Crawling forward, I straddled his lap as he sat up. Guiding his cock to my slick hole, his hand grabbed my back and pulled me into a deep kiss, making me taste the mix of his spit, my ass, and Sam’s salty cum as he pushed his tongue into my mouth. Meanwhile, my hand gripped his slippery cock, holding it in my hand as it rubbed against my entrance. Briefly, Chris pulled away from the kiss. Reaching over to the bedside table his arm dug haphazardly through the contents of the drawer until he retrieved a tube of silicon lube and a small bottle of poppers. Popping the lids he greased his shaft and held the poppers below my nostrils, encouraging me to inhale. As the heat blossomed in my chest it mingled with the existing high and made my whole body shiver, muscles melting into putty. Meanwhile he capped the poppers and set them aside, placing his hands back to my sides. “Breathe and sit,” he commanded, then sunk back onto the mattress, placing his hands on my waist to hold me in place. Slowly, I began to lower myself. Despite being wet with spit, lube, and cum, it still took effort to accommodate him. Pushing past the sphincter, he slid in, stretching as my muscles groaned and ached at the intrusion. Gasping, I set my hands on his stomach, shutting my eyes as I took a deep breath. “It’s so much,” I whimpered. “I know, baby. Just breathe,” he encouraged. It was a slow process—I had no doubts that my guts had been roughed up but in a twisted way it made me want it more. Below, he’d stroke my sides reassuringly, telling me how good of a boy I was as I slid down inch by inch. Finally I felt it—the pubic hair rubbing against my pucker. I opened my eyes and glanced below. “It’s all there,” I breathed. “I know,” he confirmed, grinning from ear to ear. “How do you feel?” he asked. I shifted my hips. “Full,” I said blithely. “Very full. But good.” “Good,” he echoed. Reaching to the side, he retrieved the poppers. “Take some,” he instructed, handing them off to me. “I’m going to start moving.” Nodding, I uncapped the lid and took two long, heavy inhales on each side and focused on the feeling in my ass—each inch stretching my hole around him. In time with the heat spreading through my body, his hands returned their grip to my waist making my hips shift—as if doing so would help him get in further. Above I closed the bottle and tossed it aside. Pausing to appreciate the depth, we both stared at each other for just moment. Then slowly, I raised my hips only to come slamming down on him as his vice-like grip pulled at the exact moment his hips jerked in a brutal thrust. Establishing this as our rhythm, my legs rose once more. On cue, his legs pumped as his arms yanked me back down. Letting out a cry, I settled into the pace, holding onto him as we pushed onwards. Buried so far down that his balls slapped up against me as he pounded, my cock was only half-hard from the tina but it didn’t stop it from leaking pre-cum all over his stomach. Battering my prostate, all but forcing the fluid out of me, he drove in harder and harder with every shove. More. Please, God, more. All the while, Chris kept his eyes locked on mine, growling intermittently as he fucked Sam’s cum deeper into my ass. “Fucking slut,” he snarled, his hips lurching as he buried himself into me. “Seeing someone before me.” Another thrust, making my guts stretch as I gasped. “Took his load.” Thrust. “Then came right here for more.” Another thrust and I found myself breaking apart, dissolving into whimpers on top of him. “Yes,” I moaned. “Could have just come here,” he growled. “Instead made me wait all fucking day for you. But you needed his load, didn’t you?” “I did,” I gasped. “Sleazy, slutty boy. Coming over with some man’s load up your ass. Just can’t help yourself.” I couldn’t make words. He was so deep. Practically punching my prostate with his cock-head, I let out a noise halfway between a gurgle and a groan, covering my face with my hands as he took control of the pace. “Isn’t. This. Better.” Each word was punctuated with a brutal thrust. Knocked off balance, I threatened to tumble over and was forced me to lean forwards, pressing my hands against his pecs for support. “So much better,” I wailed. “Fucking right it is.” And with that, he gripped harder, digging his fingers into my sides—I had no illusions there would be bruises later—and pushed our combined weight forward. Letting out a yelp as I toppled over, my back hit the mattress. Then he gathered my legs and pulled them above his shoulders, dragging me up so he had a forty-five degree angle to drive into my hole. I couldn’t tell you how long he fucked me like that for—I just remember holding onto the bed and moaning as he pumped in and out of me, rocking my hips to meet his thrusts because I couldn’t get him far enough inside me. And then the furrowing of his brow as he shut his eyes and grit his teeth, signalling the end of the moment as he let out a guttural roar, slamming into me as far as he could. Inside I felt the delicious wet warmth spread inside my ass making my heart race as my legs squeezed him and my arms came up to hold onto him. My face buried itself in his neck. Being careful not to crush me under his weight, Chris came down, eyes shut, propping himself up on his forearms for support. My stomach was wet. More precum had been fucked out of me. I was even almost hard. And as we pulled away, and he opened his eyes, his mouth parted slightly, panting, studying me. “Slut,” he said softly. Through laboured breathing, I nodded. “My slut,” he corrected. And with that remark we reached a mutual understanding—that this was the price of admission for more. Gazing up into his murky blue eyes, my breath caught in my throat. Covered in our mingled sweat, skin pulsing with electricity, heart racing with chemically induced emotion, we both already knew my answer. “Your slut,” I agreed.

It wasn't exactly planned but I mentioned to him that I was in the mood to be a toilet while we were still talking on grindr. I ended up going to his place to blow him and while I was down there I could smell his ass. So I started eating him out and sucking his balls, then I finished blowing him. He could see how much of a pig I am and asked if I was serious about taking a piss load. I felt so out of control and horny that I said yes, I wanted it in my mouth and in my hair. We got in his shower and he peed in my mouth until it started to overflow, then he peed in my hair while I swallowed. I gagged a little bit but only because it was so much and I swallowed too quick. I was a happy toilet when I left. I had his pee in my belly and it was dripping from my hair into my shirt and down my back. My shirt is still in the laundry basket in my room and it stinks so good.

Hopefully starting this up again soon! Started a new job with a ton of traveling and havnt had time to continue writing. Luckily I've been able to get tons of inspiration from my trip https://assets.s3xstatic.com/bz/uploads/emoticons/default_wink.png

By the time Devon entered the room with four joints, Andrew was already looking must more relaxed as Devon handed him a joint and Andrew lit it up. Devon pointed out Andrew's glass of Gatorade in front of him if he got thirsty as Andrew puffed and smoked his cares away. He finished his first joint quickly, the kid really did love pot after all. Devon told him to take some Gatorade buddy, looks like you need it. Andrews swallowed it down and took almost half of it and rested his head back on the sofa. Fuck this is some good shit, I have never had any pot like this, I feel amazing. My mind and body are tingling. Devon pipped up and said buddy I only use the best shit, Devon slipped out and grabbed a pair of shorts and a t-shirt some kid had left at his house after he had turned him into a cum dump whore. He was a little thing too, Devon tossed them at Andrew as he entered and he told Andrew to put these on, you look uncomfortable and a little warm in those jeans and that polo. Andrew stumbled up and slipped them off and put on the shorts and shirt, the shorts were snug and showed his bulge and his bubble butt and the shirt was cut on the sides about half way down from the where the armpit would normally be making it easy to slide a hand in and feel his nipples and stomach. Andrew sat back down as Devon undressed and Andrew saw his muscled body and tight abs and then his bulge in his briefs and then Devon turned around and slipped his underwear off showing his tight bubble ass off to Andrew as he slipped on the shorts and they hugged his ass and bulge, Andrew licked his lips. Buddy did you leave you underwear on? Fuck dude slip those off, you can see the lines in your shorts. Andrew stumbled back up and pulled down his shorts and underwear and then almost fell as he tried to step back into his shorts and he pulled them back up. Devon grabbed the clothes and took them back to the bedroom and told Andrew to finish his Gatorade before he smoked the other Joint. Andrew complied and gulped down the rest of his glass and rested his back and felt the room spinning a bit. He closed his eyes and he blacked out, when Devon came back in he text a buddy to come over and five minutes later Vince arrived, Vince was a muscled Italian with a broad chest standing 5'11 and weighting 200 pounds with big arms and Jet black hair and brown eyes, Good looking guy all of 30 just a few years older than Devon at 27. Vince entered and gave Devon a high five saying fuck dude this one is even hotter then the last. They scooped up Andrew and carried him to the bathroom and pealed off his clothes and put him in the shower and cleaned him out, The kid was out and never woke then they carried him to the bed and rested him on several pillows so he was doggie and Vince started eating his sweet little pussy. The boy moaned and his dick grew as Vince tongue fucked the kid. Before long Vince got undressed and asked Devon if he could take the kid and Devon said sure bud I got the last one and I told you the next would be yours. Did you bring the supplies? Sure did but in my bag. Devon said don't start without me as he left the room and Vince ate the kids ass more until Devon entered with the canister of Tina and Vile of G.

Chapter Two The ref slide out under the the bottom rope as the Executioner stood up. The twink was motionless in the mat. “Breed his hole” the crowd started the chant The Executioner grabbed the twin’s posing trunks off him with one yank. The material shredded and hung between the thick fingers of his hand. He brought the fabric to his nose and sniffed deep, then launched it in the air towards the crowd, as the chant got louder and louder. I looked over at Dan who was huffing the brown bottle. I slowly moved my gaze down his side. His ass was pushed out further as the man behind him slid his cock deep in him then back out. Both of them were watching the ring as if their fucking was automatic. “Your friend has giving in. Why don’t you” the man behind me said. I watched the ring frozen in my spot. The Executioner pulled the waist band of his jock and ripped it off himself. His massive cock jumped out and was growing. It was huge. I watched it grow to at least ten inches and as thick as fuck. His balls were just as huge, hanging low as the swung freely. A massive thud echoed in the room, louder than the chant as the Executioner dropped to his knees. Grabbing the twink’s ankles he spread the legs wide. His hand went high and slapped the white ass check of the twink, making him cry out. “Want you awake for this” growler the Executioner as he slapped the twink’s ass over and over. Fuck they had mic over the ring and it was broadcasting everything to the crowd of men. The Executioner’s hand rubbed the ass, slipping his finger tips into his ass. I watched his hand ride and flip the bird to the crown then the middle finger was rammed into the hole of the twink. A mixture of a scream and moan of pleasure escaped from the twink’s mouth as a huge drop of pre-cum dripped out of the massive cock between the Executioner’s legs. I could feel a cock head slowly moving up and down my crack as I focused on what was happening in the ring. I reached over to Dan’s hand for the brown bottle. Dan pulled me over so our heads were almost touching, then whispered in my ear: “Give in” I inhaled twice in both nostrils and held it in until I felt my lungs burning, and then slowly released. A felt a wet finger push against my hole. “That’s it buddy, open up and let me change your whole world” the man said from behind me. The Executioner had the base of his cock in his hand, squeezing it causing the head to go purple. The cock behind me was now against my hole, holding there. In the ring the Executioner lined up his cock with the twink’s hole. At the same time, the Executioner and the man behind me slammed their cocks into each of the holes. The crowd of men went wild as the Executioner started pumping his massive cock in and out of the moaning twink. His moans echoed the room as well as the smacking of flesh. My hole relaxed, allowing the unknown man to drive deep into me. My eyes were glued on the ring as I bit my lower lip. The Executioner pulled the twink up and hooked his arms under his ass and stood straight up, impaling the twink. He circled the ring as the twink bounced like a rag doll up and down on his cock. Drool was running down his chin mixing with the blood form his nose, running down onto his chest. As he turned, I could see how stretched his hole was around the massive cock. I reached down and freed my cock and balls from my jock’s pouch. The twink was being bounced up and down the length of the cock up his ass, as the Executioner’s balls bounced. “What do you want” growled the Executioner “I want your death” the twink moaned “As if you have a choice” The Executioner moved towards a corner and pinned the twink there. Grabbing his hips as his thrusts became harder and faster. The man behind me grabbed my hips and did the same. I could see the Executioner’s balls swinging as he thrusted his cock in and out of the twink’s hole. The twink’s eyes were rolled up back into his head from the pleasure of the massive cock deep in his hole. The crowd was going wild and started to chant “Breed him” over and over” With the mixture of blood, sweat, drool and some tears, he struggled to hold himself up as the Executioner moved his hands to his own nipples, pinching them and pulling them away from his body. The twink tried to use one hand to hold on and one to play with is small cock, that was bouncing with each thrust. The Executioner slap the twink’s ass and growl: “You are nothing but a loser hole and losers don’t get to play with their cocks” I felt the cock in my own hole thicken and get very hard as it thrusted in and out of my hole. He was pulling his cock out until the head was just inside my hole, then rammed it back in, causing my cock to bounce up against my abs. “Going to coat your insides with my toxic sludge” I kept my eyes on the Executioner as both he and the man tucking me quickened their thrusts. A deep growl could be heard coming from the ring. “He’s gonna infect him soon” Dan said to me “Just like I am going to infect you” the man said from behind me. Dan smiler evilly! The growl got louder and deeper as the Executioner rammed balled deep and then howled lifting his face up to the sky. The twink managed to smile showing his blood covered teeth as he was bred deep by the massive man behind him. Grabbing my hair the man behind me rammed in deep, as his cock jumped inside as his piss slit opened and emptied his balls. The Executioner picked the twink up, still impaled on his cock and carried him out of the ring and out of the room. The man behind me slowly pulled his cock out of my hole as I squeezed tightly around it. As soon as he was out he disappeared in to the crowd. “Welcome to the New World” Dan said I smiled “The deed is done, feel your body absorb the virus”

I discovered the Bull in Berlin about five or six years ago when one of my friends recommended it to me. I was spending the weekend in Berlin - one of my very favourite places to unwind. I had spent a very enjoyable and relaxing Saturday roaming through the streets of the city and was meeting some friends for dinner in the evening. I had been working hard for weeks and had not had much time for anything else and I was looking forward to cruising in the Tiergarten later on but around 11pm it started raining heavily. I was disappointed - I really wanted to find a fit arse to fuck and I was also very much in the mood to drop my pants and bend over to take a few loads myself. I was just debating what to do when I remembered that one of my friends had recommended the Bull and I decided to try it out. I arrived there shortly after midnight and found a front bar which opened out at the back into a large darkroom with a toilet leading off it. It was quite quiet when I got there at first and I had a couple of drinks and then ventured into the darkroom and watched two guys fucking bareback for a while before returning to the bar for another drink. The place was filling up now and soon it was quite busy. I was ready for some action now and made my way back to the darkroom. It was packed now and guys were sucking and fucking all around. There was a real mix of guys, some young, some older, some really fit looking young lads, some guys who looked a bit gaunt and one or two who looked positively ravaged. I noticed straight away that almost no one was using condoms and I knew I was going to enjoy myself. I watched a young blond twink being fucked and loaded by a much older guy and soon I was being sucked off by a tall, slim, dark haired guy. He sucked me for a while and then offered me his arse. I slid up him easily and fucked him for a while but I didn't want to cum yet so after a while I pulled out and let the guy standing next to me take over. I enjoyed cruising in the dark room for a bit longer, sucking a couple of cocks and slipping mine up a young lad I had noticed at the bar earlier on. I cruised around for a while longer and then went back to the bar for another drink. A really nice looking, slightly chubby guy made room for me and we smiled at each other. He was really attractive and I had noticed him in the darkroom earlier. He had been standing at the side watching the action but had not joined in. I made my way back to the darkroom and soon I was fucking a guy who was lying in one of the slings. I looked round and noticed the chubby guy standing watching the action again. I pulled out the guy in the sling and as I did another guy pushed his cock up him. I had noticed this guy earlier on - he had short blond hair and very piercing eyes. He was wearing a striped T shirt and on his upper left arm I could see a biohazard tattoo. He also had a big thick cock and as I watched him fucking the lad in the sling my cock was harder than it had been in a long time. I went for another drink and when I came back the chubby guy was bent over the bench at the side of the darkroom being fucked - I watched for a while and when the guy pulled out him I took his place. The chubby guy didn't look round as I pulled his cheeks apart, lined up my cock and pushed it up his arse. I was really horny now and I enjoyed every minute of fucking this fit lad's arse. I knew I wouldn't last long and so I started off slowly and then I took hold of his hips and began to fuck him faster. After about ten or twelve more thrusts I shot what felt like a massive load of cum into his arse. I left the darkroom and went for another drink. Even though I had just cum heavily, I was still very horny and I knew I wanted to be fucked and fucked hard. I thought about the guy with the piercing eyes and the biohazard tattoo and my dick started to get hard again. I went into the toilet, lubed my arse and then went back into the darkroom and soon I was sucking off a fit looking dark haired guy. I sucked him for a while and then stood up. We kissed and his hand went down the back of my pants and found my hole. I sucked him for a bit longer and then I pulled my pants down and offered my arse. He slid up me easily and soon I was being fucked hard in the middle of the darkroom. It was very horny - the lad I had fucked earlier was bent over next to me taking another raw cock up his fit arse and all around I could see bare cocks sliding up unprotected arses. The dark haired guy was fucking me harder now and then he pushed his cock right up me and held it there and I knew I was being filled with cum. When he pulled out I looked around and saw the guy with the piercing eyes standing to the side looking at me. I knew he could give me what I wanted and slowly I turned round and pushed my arse in his direction. Nothing happened for a moment and then I felt him behind me . I pulled my cheeks apart and then I felt the head of his cock pushing against my hole. I pushed back and felt his big cock slide slowly but surely right up my arse. He began to fuck me, slowly at first and then he began to fuck me harder. He took hold of my hips and began to fuck me even harder and then he pulled me up and said something in my ear. I understand German perfectly well and I knew he was asking me if I wanted him to poz me. I nodded and he pushed me back down and began to fuck me harder than I had been fucked in a long long time - it was one of the best fucks of my life. I could tell he was getting close and I knew that I knew that within seconds I was going to take a load of toxic cum into my arse. I took hold of my cock and began to wank as he pulled me close and pushed his cock right up me. As I felt his cum pumping into me I shot another big load of cum out in front of me. It was about a year later I was back in the Bull looking forward to some more horny fun. I was having a drink at the bar when I noticed the doorman talking to a fit young lad who had just come into the bar. He was trying to explain something and the lad didn't seem to understand. I went over to help and explained to the lad that he was being asked to check in his bag behind the bar and would have to pay a euro. The lad grinned at me, thanked me for helping him out and offered to buy me a drink. "I'm Sam," he said. I told him my name and we shook hands. It turned out that Sam was from the same part of Scotland as me, was 19 years old and was a student in his second year at university. He was a very fit looking young lad, slim with dark, floppy hair, an engaging smile and an incredibly fit arse. I asked him what had brought him to the Bull and he told me that he had recently split up with his boyfriend and one of his friends had told him the Bull was a good place to have some fun. I finished my drink and said I was going to explore the darkroom. Sam grinned and said he would need to have a few more drinks before he ventured in there and I left him to it. I had some fun in the darkroom and when I came back to the bar Sam was finishing one drink and starting another. He grinned at me and I smiled back. A little later I noticed him standing at the side of the darkroom watching the action. He seemed to be frowning and after a while he left the darkroom. When I went back into the bar he came over to me. "Do they not have any condoms here?" he asked. I shook my head. "I guess you have to bring your own." "Oh, right," he said. "Do you like to play safe, then?" I asked. Sam nodded, looking very serious, "Always." he said When I came back to the bar a little later, Sam was flirting heavily with a very good looking blond guy. He had clearly had a few more drinks and as I watched them I realised that I had met the blond guy before. I didn't really know him, but I had met him a couple of times in company with my friend Rudi. I remembered that his name was Timo and I remembered being told that, like Rudi, Timo was HIV positive and not on any meds. I could see that Sam was all over him and after a while, Timo took him by the hand and led him towards the darkroom. A few minutes later I was in the darkroom watching from a discrete distance as they kissed and before too much longer Sam was down on his knees sucking Timo's cock. He sucked him for a while and then Timo pulled him up and they kissed again. Timo said something and Sam nodded and then pulled his trousers and his white Calvin Klein pants down and bent over. Timo pulled out a small pack of lube and began to finger some into Sams arse. He then put some on the end of his cock and began to push it against Sam's hole. Sam didn't resist and soon Timo was pushing his big bare cock right up Sam's arse. He gave Sam a moment to get used to it and then began to fuck him. I got my cock out and began to play with it as I watched them fuck. Sam was being fucked quite hard now and seemed to be enjoying every minute of it. I could see that Timo was getting close and as I watched he pushed his cock right up Sam's arse, held it there, and bred him. A little later, Sam was back at the bar sinking another drink. He grinned at me and I smiled back, wondering if he had any idea that he now had a toxic load deep in his bottom. I had another drink and got chatting to a guy I knew slightly while Sam downed another couple of drinks, one after the other. He then got up and steadied himself against the bar before making his way rather unsteadily towards the darkroom. I entered the darkroom just behind him and watched as he walked over to the other side of the room, stood for a moment, and then pulled his trousers and pants right down and bent over the bench, arse in the air. Seconds later he was being fucked bareback by an older guy who fucked him until he shot his load up him and when he pulled out another guy took over and then another. Sam was now sucking on any cock that was presented to him as he let guys breed his arse without even looking round. I was just about to take my turn when I noticed the guy with the piercing eyes and the biohazard tattoo who had bred me the year before step up and push his cock up Sam's arse. He shot his load quite quickly and when he pulled out I took his place. My cock slid up Sam's cummy hole easily and I began to fuck him. I knew I wouldn't last very long and after about ten or twelve thrusts I began to shoot my load into his cum filled arse. As I finished cumming he turned round and grinned drunkenly at me as a thin, gaunt, older guy with a scorpion tattoo took his turn. I watched two more guys fuck him before he pulled up his pants and stumbled out of the darkroom. I joined him at the bar and he grinned and leaned in close to me "I've been a bit naughty," he said with a grin, "I'll need to be more careful from now on." A short time later I was walking through the deserted streets on my way back to my hotel, enjoying the warm summer air. I thought about Sam and wondered just how many guys had bred him that night and how many of them had deposited a toxic load in him. I wondered if he would go back to playing safe and reflected that it probably wouldn't make much difference either way now. I was fairly sure that Sam was going to leave Berlin with something he didn't have when he arrived.

Have run into that a few times and each time it was OMG! Last time was a homeless guy in flagstaff, Arizona this summer. Stayed at a hotel in old downtown and started talking with a guy on the street. Ended up taking him to my room to clean up and when he stepped out of the shower i was like " dude, you clean up good!" He ended up fucking me and came all over the place. i was covered in cum and he was so apologetic. I was in cum.heaven and started licking the cum off both of us which got him hard again. Ended up staying 3 days while he fucked me every time he got a hard on. I was covered in cum every single time he used me.

Part 2 *** Sorry this took so long to post guys! I hope you enjoy!!*** The sound of my phone ringing woke me from a dead sleep. Eyes still closed I grabbed it and saw that Jack was calling and had tried calling me multiple times. I shook my head a few times to clear the fog and answered. My throat was dry as hell and my voice sounded raspy. "Morning babe. Sorry I missed your calls. I had a few too many glasses of wine last night haha." "Awww, I'm sorry babe. I'm slightly hungover as well. Dane and I were with new clients and they decided that we should open up some 20 year old bourbon..." "Oh wow! that must've been amaz..." Before I could finish I felt the bed move and looked over my shoulder. I was looking a burly naked ginger bear sleeping on my husbands pillow. "uhh, can I call you back? I think I'm going to vomit!" I quickly hung up before Jack could answer. As I sat my phone down on the nightstand the previous nights events rolled back into my mind. I had cheated on my husband with another married bear. We had unprotected sex, and he was poz. What did I do? As I was processing everything, the man started to stir. We made eye contact and that caused more and more details to flood my mind. The feeling of his raw cock, him on top of me, him flooding my ass with cum, everything that I wanted, I got last night. I must've had a look on my face because the man let out a deep chuckle and started to talk. "You look like you don't remember much from last son. Don't you remember begging daddy to put a load deep in your cheating ass?" He threw me a devilish smile and winked. I could feel myself melt and he could tell I was in his clutches. "Why don't you come over and cuddle daddy some. We can talk about what happened last night." My body took over and I slowly pressed against the ginger bear in my bed. As he told me more and more about what happened last night I quickly became aroused. My hands instantly went to hide my growing erection. "Son, don't hide that. I'm hard too. Feel the cock that knocked you up in the bed you share with your man." He grabbed my hand and held it against his hardening shaft. "See how much you turn daddy on? Feel that precum slowly leaking out?" I felt his precum on my hands and instinctively took it to my lips. "Good boy... But don't you know that my precum is made to go in your hole? Daddy loves to work it into a hairy cub ass like yours." My hole started to twitch with hunger. "Uhh...daddy....are you really poz?" My voice was shaking as I asked him this important question. I felt his hand reach down to his cock, and the next thing I knew he was pressing his precum into my ass. "Son, yes I am. Are you ok with this?" I felt him work his finger in deeper and deeper. Deep down I was in shock, but at the surface I was a horny cub getting fingered by a toxic daddy. "I know that it can be scary the first time you take a poz load," he said as he stroke my prostate. "Once you take the first one you'll start to crave another." He slowly moved towards me and started to kiss me. His tongue darted into my mouth at the same time he added another finger to my ass. My body shook with pleasure, as he worked more precum into my opening hole. With each stroke he got closer and closer to me craving his cock. "Does cubby want daddy to show him what a second poz load feels like?" All I could was moan and grind my ass onto his fingers. Daddy must've sensed what I wanted because he quickly grabbed the poppers from the nightstand and held them to my nose. "Take a few hits son. Let that piggy cub come back out. Show daddy that you need him to knock you up." The poppers hit me hard and I melted into daddy's hairy chest. "Fuck...me....dad." I said between my popper induced deep breaths. Daddy didn't need any invitation. He swiftly got me on my back, legs up in the air, his dripping cock rubbing my hole. Before I knew what was happening I felt the poppers back under my nose. "Now, son, I want you to take five deep hits. I want to feel your hole opening as I slide my cock into your ass. I want you to think about all the times your husband didn't fuck you and how daddy will fuck you whenever you want." As I took each big hit, I felt daddy slowly slide into my unprotected hole. All of my inhibitions went out the door as I accepted a poz cock. "Good boy....Daddy is going to pump his cum deep in you. Daddy wants to make you just like him." By the time I took my last hit, daddy was thrusting my ass as hard as he could. He had a look of pure sexual lust on his face. His body was glistening with sweat and his cock was getting harder and harder. "Baby boy, your cheating hole feels so good gripping my cock. Who's cock is better? Mine or your husband? Tell me son, tell me." His cock was balls deep in me when he looked right in my eyes and shouted, "son, tell me that I fuck you better then your husband!" his eyes rolled back and he started too slam my ass harder. "Your cock is better dad! Its thicker, and better than my mans small cock!!" I screamed this as I grabbed his back with my legs trying to get him deeper in my ass. "You can give me things he cant! Fuck me daddy. Take my cheating ass and fucking poz me up!!" The poppers had turned me into the cheating pig that was discovered last night. Daddy could sense this and with his free hand he started to choke my throat. The moment he closed my windpipe down I started to cum. "Yeah, you little pig! Shoot that neg cum!!! Grrrr, your ass is pulsating!" My orgasm lasted for what felt like 20 minutes. The moment I felt it start to slow I locked eyes with my ginger bear. "Fuck son. Daddys cumming! Daddys knocking up your cheating ass right.....right....right now!" He let out a wild grunt and scream as I felt his dick pulsate in my ass. His dick was as deep as it could go and it felt like he was unloading a gallon of toxic jizz. I was in heaven and in hell at the same time. Before I could say anything daddy fell on top of me and started to kiss me again and in between kisses he said, "Than you son for letting me take your poz virginity. Thank you for letting me show you how sex should be. You ass is mine now." The weight of his body mixed with my load was one of the most erotic feelings I've ever experienced. Twenty minutes passed before he got off of me. We both got out of bed and admired the messy sheets. The combination of cum, sweat and blood from my ass made my dick twitch, as well as made my mind race. I now had two huge poz loads deep in my guts. I had cheated on Jack with the same man in less then 12 hours. My face must've had a worried look on it because I felt an arm go around me. I nuzzled into the sweaty pits of the ginger daddy and took in the smell. In less then a day I went from a devoted husband, to a chasing, cheating, bottom pig. Jack was gone for another two weeks and I wondered what other mischief I was going to get into....

I finally took my first pee load from a stranger and it was amazing. I've been peed on but never peed in, and it's been a major fantasy of mine for as long as I can remember. I've been doing solo WS for years and I took the step of asking my boyfriend to give me a golden shower last year. I've been wringing my own piss into my mouth from my underwear and loving it, but I wanted to take a hot piss load and swallow it. It feels so liberating to be able to say I did it! I can't explain why, but it feels like I've been screaming at the top of my lungs and nobody could hear me. And now I've been heard and my fantasy came true.

Chapter One: My boyfriend were out at our favourite restaurant celebrating two occasions. Our 4 year anniversary, and my promotion at work which entailed me going to Boston, from England, for 6 months. I was due to leave in 1 week. Once we got home from our happy celebrations, we carried on drinking with our own chilled Champagne on a blanket, on the floor, with some sweet sugary nibbles, Mediterranean house music, and each others wonderful company. Our own little picnic. We laughed, reminisced, made more plans for the future, and of course, we ending up having our usual wild passionate sex which had not dwindled at all in all the time we had been a couple. The evening ended with emptying the load in my balls deep inside his ass. We were both Neg, and Monogamous, so, all was fine in our own little world. As our final week together for a long while went on, we both became anxious. We really did not want to be away from one another. BUT, in the long term I was doing this for us, to give us a better future. And then, that dreaded day came. My flight. He took me to the airport, and we shared our goodbye that went on for far too long, with mutual waves through floods of tears as I disappeared through security. Once I was settled on the other side we continued our very emotional goodbyes via app. It was so hard, but, this had to be done. But, would my plan for a better future for me and my man go smoothly, or would there be repercussions? 😈 Once I arrived in Boston there was a chauffeur waiting to drive me to my new apartment for the next 6 months. I was already missing my Man terribly, yet, excited too to be in new unknown surroundings. It was all so thrilling. My employers had rented me a rather posh apartment in a well to-do part of town. My boyfriend would be squealing if he saw this. Our home was comfy, and merely modest. And we were happy with what we had, for the time being. I had a shower, then went out for a quick meal, came home, prepared for my first day at work the following day, took some sleepers so I could get onto Boston time, and I was very soon asleep, ready for the next part to my life. The following day I awoke fully refreshed, and arrived into work bang on time at 8am, eager to begin. On my first day at work I spent it with my boss, who with great strong strides and authority marched over to me and shook my hand, introducing himself; - Good Morning. You must be Steven from England. I am a confident being, but suddenly I felt my stomach knot. INSTANT sexual tension! - Ye ... Yeah. I mean, yes, yes I am. Good Morning to you too. And you are? - I am Ayan. Come through to my office. Follow me. I could not help but notice the extremely abnormal over sized package in his groin area, and down his leg. Wha .... I would very soon be thinking of Ayan as my *daytime boss*. We spent the day talking about my role, duties, and how the company operates, plus getting to know each other on a personal level too. It was all very laid back, whilst also retaining a certain air of formality, with that bubbling obvious two way sexual tension going on. He seemed to be keen on probing me about my hobby as a Dancer, which I put on the hobbies section on my application for the post. Having both came out to one another earlier in the day and our instant spark, I felt at ease to be able to tell him I have danced and do dance as a Go-Go boi as I really enjoyed doing it, and the extra money comes in handy, not that I need it. As I spoke his huge nipples underneath his pristine crisp ironed shirt seemed to become aroused. poking and pressing underneath the fabric, causing it to form two unmistakable and mouth-watering cotton mountains. My virgin cunt twitched! Virgin? Yes, but more about that later After my first day at work he took me out to dinner at a posh restaurant, which was then promptly followed on with a gay bar. It wasn't your typical crazy bar. The Music was subtle, gentle and quiet enough so you could have a proper conversation and minus any of the also typical sexual energy you frequently would find. Perfect for me as I was faithful to my boyfriend of 4 years back home in England, for which I was very clear to Ayan. We started out with a few cocktails each. - I hope you are not a bottom. Lots of hungry virile tops more than willing to plant their seed inside a cute young English boy like yourself. His charm and confidence made me feel relaxed, so his sussing me out did not make me feel uncomfortable. His directness and air of control once again made my Virgin cunt twitch! 🍑

I had smoked T before and I knew that it made me wild, it took me to my core and made me want to be used, abused, surrender and please. One day, my dreams came true and I met a serious player who gave me my first slam. This is a true story. We had exchanged messages on NKP. He knew what I was about, 100% sub, and up for most things and wanted to be slammed and thoroughly used, but I was scared. I had told him that I wanted somebody to poz me, but I wanted it to mean something and be memorable and into group. I found myself uncontrollably walking to his, I knocked on the door and he answered, in a went, took off my shoes and he started chatting to me. He told me that he had got all we needed and we should go downstairs. A sling was in the corner, mirrors on the ceiling, and around the bed and a camera in the corner. Oddly I didn’t care about the camera, I was in the mood where I needed to be abused, taken from and ruined. He showed me how to smoke, and showed me where the crystals were. I smoked a little and took on board his instructions to inhale slowly and hold it in for as much as possible. He then put on some porn, which I now know to be called slammin perverts and told me to go to the bathroom to prepare. I came back to the bedroom and sat on the bed and said that he thought it was time to slam me up. He set the video recording, which I still have. He said the time and place and that I had been smoking, was a pig and I was going to be slammed up for the first time and it was fucking horny. Looking back at the video, I am sat there, collared, and already spun from the t, I say, I hope this fucks me up and observe a guy being fisted deep in the video. The needle measurement is read out, .25 whatever that means and then it is inserted, injected and removed. I hold my arm up and am told there is no need as my face is hidden from the camera. Suddenly I gasp, and say I can feel it in my throat, there is no cough like I was expecting but a sudden rush and the true me comes right to the front. I want to be fisted like him, ruin me, and poz me up I say. He says, on video, I think we have a convertor, I say please convert me, he says, no, I mean converted to slamming. Oh my god, I want to do it all I say, hurt me I beg, he says what about being in my sling, and while a guy is fucking you, I slam you up, is that there sort of thing you want to do he says and I say yes. Then he slams himself as I am mesmerised by the severe and hardcore porn going on around me. I recall badly, desperately wanting to be seriously abused like never before. Let me know if you want me to continue.

Pozzed by the Boyfriend- Chapter 1 Sorry, no sex in this chapter, but I can promise you it'll come next chapter. This is my first story on here, so any feedback you can give would be greatly appreciated. _____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ "Raven, you and I both know how bad you want to fuck me." I stated matter-of-factly. "I can't deny that Ayden, we both know how pent up I am after three weeks of no sex, but it's only one more week before i'll be able to start my new medication." he replied back. "Relax Rai, I'm on Prep, and I have been for the past two years, remind me how many times i've forgotten to take it?" I said. "Never, but you know I could never live with myself if I gave you this burden." he said as he gently stroked my face with his fingers. "I know Rai, and I love you, and I hate seeing you so miserable. Fuck me please?" I said as I nuzzled my head into his hand, and gave him the irresistible puppy eyes. A bit of background is needed first before I continue. I'm Ayden, i'm 18 years old, i'm Korean-American, standing at 5'6 and weighing about 140lbs, brown haired and eyed, with a soft face, and with a larger than average cock at 7 inches, but thick, and with a nice toned build. I'm in a loving relationship with my two boyfriends Raven and Addrien, that's right two, we've been together for almost two years. Raven has been my best friend since we were six, and we've grown up experimenting with each other, and when we hit puberty - fucking. Raven is 18, mixed race and dwarfs me at a towering 6'6 and 240lbs of muscle, soft black hair and beautiful amber-brown eyes, with sharp features, and sporting a huge uncut 10 inch cock as thick as a beer can, and balls the size of golf balls. Despite his size and strength Raven is one of the kindest and gentlest men i've ever meet, when he was 16 he was diagnosed with HIV, he never really knew who gave it to him, we'd been fooling around with each other ever since puberty, but at that time we didn't consider ourselves anything more than friends-with-benefits, after all he was deep in the closet, he had to be- at least he thought, being the quarterback of, and captain the high school football team. Being a teenaged boy, popular, and having a very large cock, Raven slept around a lot, with both girls and boys, even if we enjoyed fucking with each other most. All I can remember of the day he found out was him holding on to me sobbing, saying how sorry he was, and how much he wished I would forgive him. It took almost an hour of calming him down enough to get him to tell me what had happened. He had been having his yearly checkup and physical, he was 16 and it was the first time he'd gone alone to an appointment and he'd decided to be tested for STD's. The results came back a week later- he was clean on everything except one: HIV, and to make it worse, it was July, and we'd been fucking like rabbits all summer long unprotected. He was terrified that he'd knocked me up with HIV, and that I would never forgive him. I remember holding him, kissing him and assuring him that I could never blame him for it or hate him for it even if he did, after all neither of us had any way of knowing, I promised him I would go get tested. I got tested, and it turned out that even though we'd fucked rigorously all summer, I was HIV negative. I could tell a great weight of guilt was lifted off his chest, and that was the night he admitted to me that he loved me. I went on Prep - my older sister (whom I live with for complicated reasons) was very understanding, and Raven got on medication without his parents knowing. It took me a full year into our relationship to convince him to start fucking me raw again (even longer for me and Addrien to convince him to fuck Add raw). Me and Addrien had discussed it heavily with each other, and we'd come to the conclusion that neither of us wanted to stress our mate out with having to constantly be cautious around us for fear of converting us. We both have decided to have our mate POZ us, as a way of having him mark us as his forever. I know Raven secretly wants to have nothing hindering us - and that's how I found myself in my current situation. Heavily making out with my POZ boyfriend, groping each other in a his car, in the middle of the night at our favorite park. After having lied about being on Prep, I had stopped taking two weeks ago. Addrien would be so jealous... (he was on summer vacation with his family, something he was none to happy about after I told him.) To be continued...

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

I have been getting fucked by a giant for the last 15 years. When I mean giant, I mean he is 6’8 to my 5’10, he is 9” and a dollar bill will not fit around his cock and I’m 6” and avg. It started when he was a freshman in college and I lived up the street from his dorm. I invited him over to smoke and toke my first load from him. Over the years, I have taken many loads, either one end or the other from him. He is a dick about hooking up unless there is no one else around, it’s a college town, there is almost always a twink in waiting to take his monster cock. When he wants to unload and no one is around, he will hit me up and then make me beg to take his cum. If I’m not begging, he will blow me off till the next time. We will make plans and I get blown off again. I always take the bait because the dick is one of a kind around here.

I believe that the number of Tops as a percentage wanting to use condoms has over the last few decades fallen, more sharply as of recent times, I'd say. There could potentially well be on a partial basis a shift of mindsets in general, since the advent of PrEP becoming much more common practice, and great advances in medication also. A short snapshot from the comments on this tiny thread in the grand scheme of things; - Bi guy with a steady girlfriend pulling the condom off mid-fuck. - Men who state ''safe only'' in their profile(s) going on to fuck RAW with no questions/discussion. - Tops insisting on using a condom only to go on and fuck RAW. - Tops going onto fuck RAW when the bottom rebuffs their request for condom use. - Tops wrapping up only to pull off mid fuck and shoot their load inside THEIR bottoms cunt. - Tops wanting to use a condom, but the bottom doesn't have any, so the fuck ends up RAW anyway. This snapshot of comments supports what we all already know deep down, that we Men are hard-wired to BREED, to cum INSIDE that wet warm cunt, whether it be male or female. It will ALWAYS end up in the hands of 'nature'. Of course, some Tops do seem to still insist on using condoms, (with many eventually relenting) but, that 'gene pool' seems to be becoming smaller and smaller, it seems. Think about it, if there was no such thing as sexually transmitted infections, do you think Men (with the pregnancy issue aside) would even think twice about using a condom? NO they would NOT. We're here to BREED!! 🐷💦💦

This. Why limit ourselves?

I like pretty much everything about President Trump, but 2 things stand out: He's not part of the political class, at all, & he has managed to give 10 million "Progressives"/Wanna-be Socialists malignant hypertension! (Malignant hypertension means high blood that causes someone to have a deadly stroke!) TRUMP 2020 --- Make America Great Again!

Would be nice having you at the movies, hate to get up.

That's soo hot. Piss from the source tastes soo good. I swallow every drop i can.

After my first shoot with Treasure Island, producer Max Sohl asked if he should forward e-mails to me from fans who wanted me to escort for them. I was confused, but Max told me that other tops in 'Dawson's 20 Load Weekend' were escorts and would use their appearance in porn as a way to boost their reputation and awareness. That's probably why they worked for such low pay in film - they'd make a TON more from escorting because they were now on DVD and had 'credentials' as a great top. It is NOT over-exposure but rather promotional exposure to help attract escort clients and repeat trade.

Ugh this is such horseshit. "Gel-like matrix" of genius virus particles? I know this ain't the New England Journal of Medicine, but you guys are on another planet with this.

This^ I am willing to entertain the notion of initial sexual monogamy. "Can we be exclusive for <some finite amount of time> to get to know one another?" is acceptable. I can certainly do that.

Always so good.

I always were interested in group sex and being kinky. Since my early years that I dream of being males little bitch. I always was afraid and impressed by tall and masculine man, always felt some kind of submission toward them. At some point in my adulthood I decided to try bathhouses. Of course after one time I was really into it. I continued to go, and then one day... I was travelling Europe and stopped for a week in Amsterdam. The weather was insane, its was in the middle of a heatwave. One evening I decided to venture in the redlight district and go see where was the good bathhouses. I was so suprised to see A LINEUP to enter the bathhouse. Mind you, in my native city, you're lucky if there is 10 guys in total. Si I immediatly knew I HAD to go. After a while I finally enter, and its jampacked, to the point I have a hard time not stepping on anyone's toe. I make my way to the dark room and start having fun. I start making out with this guy, he's bald and his body is toned and hot. I can't see him in the dark, but what a hot male look like. Lets call him John #1. At some point he tells me to wait and some back with a methpipe. Oh god, I never done this, not even done coke, only speed. I'm freaking out, but at the same time my partner was so damn hot, I really wanted to please him. So I took a hit. I felt a burning sensation in my lung, coughed up a bit, and right after, I felt like sexual desire was growing in me. I felt hot but so good, and I immediatly started going ham on John#1. He then took me slowly to the sling, and even tho I never done it I got in there . I feel his big cock playing around my ass and I'm in extasy. My brain is screaming to put a condom on him, but my body is demanding semen. He kisses me and I whisper to him "please breed me, I want to feel your male essence in me". He then penetrated me right away. I screamed, feeling a bit of pain, but mostly pleasure. My entire body was shaking and sweating, I was ready. I was ready to take that men hot load, whatever the cost. He came after fucking me for 10 minutes. I was still very high and horny, so I decided to stay in the sling. It took 30 seconds to feel another man in me. That one didn't even asked or kissed me, just went for it, and it felt so hot. He was thick, I could feel my hole being trashed out. He was also really aggresive, choking and spanking me. At that point I knew I wanted this alpha male cum so bad. I whispered to him "please, I beg you to cum, I want to feel your juice inside me, feel like a part of your masculinity is part of me. That's when he stopped fucking me and told me "You're gonna have to work for it Boy, and if you do well I'll bring some friends so you can take their loads as well... So, should I continue?

Part 2: After saying this, I'm even more desperate to have his manjuice fill me up. He's gone a couple minutes and comes back with another guy . I can see his silhouette in the dark, this man is a beast, at least 6'7 and large like 3 twink (here we'll call him John) . I feel my mouth watering, as much as the first guy (here we'll call him Joe) is hot as fuck, his friend is what I call a real testosterone filled male. I then see the other guy coming to my side. He starts to wrap my arm in a stetchy tube. Fuck. I know what this is. He's setting it up to shoot me Tina. As much as I know its a bad idea, my whole body is shivering with desire and heat. I'm not even resisting when he starts pushing on the needle. At that moment, I felt a huge wave of heat hit me at once, my body feels numbs, and then...I feel the most mellow, excited and horny than I ever had. I'm panting, confused but burning with lust. Every inch of my skin start to feel like its melting in my body, and everything touching me, the sling, the leather, all feels like a hundred orgasm at once. At this moment, I feel John's hand on my tights. I moan instantly, and I hear him laugh. He whispers in my ears "First timer? take a deep breath and brace yourself, we'll make sure you remember it". I mumbled an answer right at the moment I felt him penetrating me. My head is spinning like crazy, I'm having the hardest time not to scream in extasy. I don't know if it's the drug, but damn his dick is huge. He's going slowly, but it feels like he's humping like a bunny. As much as I am overwhelmed by stimulus, I feel the best I ever felt. John's cock now feels like god himself is fingering me, letting me feel the void of heaven while pleasuring me. I'm in a total trance, only there to feel John's manpower dominating me. I surrender completely to him, I'm now only here to make sure the precious semen doesn't get wasted. I want every drop of that beast DNA running deep inside me, feel it drip. He then stop. I'm sure he didn't came. I'm confused, still feeling my hole tingle. He then proceed to take me in his arm. Mind you I'm tall and not that skinny, but he picks me up like I'm a child. He brings me to a lit corner. For the first time I see what he looks like: mid fortys, really dark short hair, with a trimmed beard. He is even more intimidating now, looking like a pissed off black bear. He then take my chin gently, bring his mouth to my ear "I wanted to cum so bad, but Jim told me he wanted to bring you somewhere. There's a sex party happening in about 40 minutes. Come with us, its gonna be a blast". At that point, my only goal was to get that load, so I didn't care if I needed to go somewhere else for it. We splitted to get dressed then met up outside the bathhouse. Still a lineup, even longer then when I arrived. Jim is there too, he's a ginger, punk look with lots of piercings. Hot, but nothing compares to John the Beast. We start walking, the night is really warm and its feeling good to be outside. We walk near a canal before entering small streets. Red lights were coloring the streets, almost as if we still were in the bathhouse. A tall blond working girl wink at me, I wink back being on cloud 9. We walking still, passing through a small street, with aggressive grafiti everywhere saying "NO PHOTOS". That street is filled with people, it smells like sweat and sex, I'm getting light headed for a second. Leaving the small street, we walk for about 20 feet before entering a building, near a pipeshow theater. Its an appartment building, we go down the stair in the basement. We can hear dark EBM music playing somewhere. We get to the last door, knock. A charming guy answer, in leather harness. He speaks to John and Jim in Dutch, then let us in. What I saw behind that door was... To put a face on John and Jim, John was inspired by youtuber LA Beast, Jim was inspired by pornstar Jon Shield, but Ginger. Part 3 coming soon you bunch of pigs! Hope my story made you cum and moan, I was rock hard while writing it. For the records its semi-fictional, I lived that experience, but I tweeked it to make it more interesting.

Maybe 15 seconds from my ms wrestling buddy.

@losolent you are the supreme story teller. Loving it.

Chapter 8: *My conversion orgy commences* As I went to follow my nighttime Boss in response to his ''C'mon Stevie-boy'' out of his apartment he stopped in his tracks. - Wait! Hang on, Nezzie said you had your last very small dose at 8.05pm. Yeah, I think it is safe to give you some more. He went to his kitchen, coming back with two colas. One laced with more GHB, and a chaser. I necked those quickly - YES, now we're in business. We promptly left for the walk down the staircase towards the back of the building which only he had access too. Well, I would now be arriving on stage wet, with a Meth/GHB sweat! 🐷 We entered into the main part of the building where I was hit with the sound of pumping techno music. My body immediately moved with the beat as I followed behind, making our way to the side of the stage. And here we were; - Okay Stevie-boy .... Show time!! You go and do what you love doing, that Dancing that you are so great at. And you work that sweet ASS Pig-boy. As he was finishing his sentence he slapped my neoprene covered Ass, ushering me towards where I had to be. I danced from the sidelines and onto the centre of the small stage, and immediately began entertaining my audience. Amidst my 'intense in my own world Meth/GHB high', and dancing, I wasn't making any eye contact, but I sensed out the layout of what was in front of me, aside from 100 HORNY, and potentially dangerous Dicks! The room was basically a very large bar, with many tables and chairs in the centre, and a bar either side. Some guys were drinking spirits, but this crowd were mainly swilling back Beer. I was feeling so many things; High. Horny. Exhilarated. Euphoric. Sexy. And completely invincible. I was about to experience the best night of my life, and there was now nothing that was going to get in the way of that! I took my first of many dance turns where I would have my back to my audience, and the crowd all cheered in a pack mentality crowd. Of course, I did not know that I had 'NEG PIG' and 'POZ ME' with an arrow pointing downwards on my back. 😈 I'd now been dancing for a good 15 minutes and was now absolutely drenched in -Dance-GHB-Meth- sweat. My soft skin glistened which must have been giving off the scent to mate, as I began to glimpse 99 single hands stroking through their denims and shorts 99 stiffening Dicks. (One Dick missing, but that will come later). I did not know this at the time, but each and EVERY single one of those Dicks were filling up with HIV infected blood, helping that Dick get hard as it's depraved owner became aroused ~ 99 Power-Pistons to inject p☣️z cum deep into my NEG-Virgin Ass. My Boss who had gone upto his apartment upstairs had upto date stats on all his customers via questionnaires. He knew that of the 100 that were HIV+, ONLY 6 were medicated! One party goer was known to even have the CRF19 strain! 13 had various geno-types of Hep C. 17 had Syphilis. And 23 had active Gono infections in their Dicks! ☢️☢️☢️☢️ I had been dancing for another 15 minutes or so when I unbeknownst to me I were to be taking my final turn and back to the audience dance move, grinding my hips and wiggling my butt cheeks. I would not be dancing my fully intended full hour! I hadn't realised, but 98 of the 99 Men who had been dressed in their normal daytime/evening attire were all now completely naked, only leaving their footwear/socks on. I turned around placing my hands on the ceiling facing my horned up audience who were all but two members stroking their BARE pieces of toxic Fuck-Meat as I continued my sultry routine. Did I know what I was teasing and dealing with? Charged-up infectious DANGER that could strike at any time! Although I could not yet fully comprehend, I could sense and smell this danger in the main room to what basically was part of a sex club, and I was loving the feeling it gave me. I found in intoxicating and immensely erotic. The one guy who had remained clothed was wearing a Leather executioner hood. I could tell he was very skinny as his clothes seemed to just hang off of him, like a skeleton. 💀 And now, my dance came to a premature end, as this skinny guy and one of the many naked guys casually walked up to me. The clothed guy pushed my left hip so I naturally in response turned around. He pushed firmly on my round ass cheeks which made me bend over. He then unzipped the zip on my neoprene shorts, and shoved his face between my sweet Ass-cheeks, probing my clean shaven (open wounds included) NEG-Virgin cunt-hole with his eager tongue. I gasped in sheer piggy delight. Fuck, it felt so good. Not only had I never been fucked, I had never been fingered (apart from my own finger in the shower lastnight), nor had I been ever rimmed. My ass had always been off limits, and I was now finding out that it had been left unattended for far too long. The naked guy that had also walked up got up on the small stage with me, and shoved his Dick in my mouth. Having my 'increasing in its appetite for Dick' cunt-hole eaten out, and sucking Dick at the same time was hardly a current representation of the Dom Top I had always been. However, when I first met my daytime boss Ayan a few days ago, he awoke something that had laid dormant inside of me for all these years. All of a sudden a strong urge that I could not resist overcame me, an insatiable hungry NEED to be used like a piece of nasTy Fuck-Meat, and I sure had the right crowd for it! A large crowd that could share me ~ And generally do what they want with me! 🐷👅 The dressed skinny guy came up from eating out my cunt, pulled my neoprene shorts down to my ankles, and made me place my hands on the wall to the back of the small stage, encouraging me to really arch my ass out. As I began to snog the guy I had been sucking off my skinny stud wasted no time in diving right back in, enjoying my hungry-boi-cunt-hole as a sweet snack before it became a main course ~ For EVERYONE! ☢️😈 It was not long before I felt two more pairs of hands grope my back, legs and ass-cheeks, who very quickly had me back to being bent right over as they swapped places of the guys who had just been using me a moment ago. Their turn to eat my hungry-boi-cunt-hole out, and get serviced by my warm wet mouth. And then, ANOTHER pair of hands moved in, slapping my ass cheeks which groped me all over from behind. It was beginning to get 'BUSY' around me, and I was only moments away from being completely surrounded. My fully dressed skinny stud in his Leather executioner hood continued taking the lead of the crowd told me I now had to go from my current bent over position, to kneeling on the low height stage with my knees at such a position so that my feet dangled over the edge. It was at that moment my NEG cunt-hole became extremely vulnerable as the entire crowd like a tidal wave abruptly moved in, swarming around me. I was now at the complete mercy to my super t☣️xic charged-up environment. If my boyfriend Lew could see me now. 🤫

Chapter 6: *Preparing for Showtime* I crawled over to him, very slowly as I was now feeling super sexy and extremely horny. I was now flying! I wanted that crawl to last as long as I could make it last. Once I arrived to my destination I grabbed hold of his Dick and eagerly licked up the remnants of his creamy salty spunk. As I did, my boyfriend Lew was trying to call me. I knew it was him as I recognised the video-call tone, and he was the only one I video-chatted with. My reaction was to simply look up at Nesto's cocky satisfied smile as I enjoyed my cleaning work. - Right. We have to leave in 10 buddy. Bring anything you need, and lets go. I scurried around in my high state getting what I needed. The obvious things; Phone. Wallet. Keys. Oh, and toothbrush in case for whatever reason I didn't get home before bed time. I like to have clean teeth. A few minutes to 9 and off we set to my first GoGo Boi gig here in Boston. We arrived a few minutes early, and rotund club owner Aiden buzzed us both in. - Good to see you here on time Stevie. You are looking pretty sweaty. Did you run? *He asked jokingly* - No, well, Nesto here gave me a hiT of GHB. - Aaaaahhhh, did he now. I cannot have you go on stage covered in sweaT. We'll need to get you showered. - I knew I could rely on you Nezzie. What time did he receive the dose I instructed you to give him? Did you bring my stuff. - 8.05pm! Yeah, here you go bro. Listen, I gotta run, shit to do. - See you at the After Party later Nezzie-boy. So they DID know each other. How naive was I to this entire situation. And now, it was all set up perfectly, in time for some last moment preparations for the piece of nasTy Fuck-Meat in waiting. Aiden was a real jolly chap, nicknaming everyone he came across with a cute shortened version. Stevie. Nezzie. - Okay. Now we need to prepare you for your stage outfit, so, I am going to need you to strip naked, and sit on the couch here. - Yes Boss. - Good boy. You remember your place. I stripped naked, and my reserved nature from a few days ago had completely dissipated. I sat on the couch as told to, and waited to see what my new nighttime Boss would do next. He examined his array of packages he had just received, and pulled out a syringe. He reached for a tourniquet that was lying on his coffee table and he wrapped it around my upper arm, with a cushion underneath to support that arm, telling me to squeeze my hand. He tapped a vein and directed the needle. - What are you giving me? I don't like needles! I might have been high, but my phobia of needles was still there. - Awwwwwwwweeee. Don't worry Stevie. Just a tiny scratch and it will be all over in a second. You can close your eyes if you think it will help you. I did just that. I didn't want to look. He was right, just a quick tiny scratch sensation, and it was over. In went the mystery drug. I took a short sharp gasp, my eyes opened quickly and wide, my heart raced, I was breathing heavily, I was sweating heavily, and fuck, I felt on top of this world, like I was flying into the next universe. Aiden watched on as I writhed about on his couch rubbing myself all over in a piggy frenzy. Still an anal virgin I suddenly felt an intense urge to get fucked. How could this be. I am a Top! Maybe by the end of the night that would read as; 'I was a Top'. I wriggled myself to the edge of the couch, and lay back flinging my legs in the air, keeping them in the air as I held onto behind my thighs for support. - And that is the joys of meTh Stevie. It brings out the real you. And you happen to have one very hairy cunt-hole. We need to get that sorted out before you go on stage. - But I thought you had designated an outfit for me!? - You do have an outfit. But, I like my Dancers to go out looking and feeling their very best. Know what I mean Stevie-boy!? - Uh huh. Where are the other Dancers? - Oh, last minute change to schedule. It's just you tonight. But don't worry, you still only have to do just the hour, and I'll still pay you $200 as promised. I'll be right back. Stay in that position. I know I had been very firm with my nighttime Boss telling him that the audience were not to touch me, but fucking hell, I was out of my head, and badly needed to get a damn good fucking. Now I WOULD allow my audience to do what they want with me. Maybe the Boss would find that unprofessional of me!? After-all, I am new. Maybe I might just after my show go over to the most handsome Man in the crowd, and get him to take me home where he could literally fuck my brains out. The Boss came back with a small bag, and knelt by my hairy-NEG-Virgin Ass.

Chapter Four: ~ The INVITE As soon as I had left Aiden's sordid apartment, he got to sending out the invite via the electronic mailing list for Friday night's event. With his Stevie as the main attraction! 😈 It read as follows; <><><><><><><><> New arrival of our latest Friday night club Dancer. Here from Europe for several months for work, so, plenty of time to see this new boy in town. However, this Friday night will be your opportunity to see him, USE him, and corrupt him with your t☢️xic filTh, as he really is untouched. You don't want to miss this once in a life time opportunity to see him go from sweet young man, to a dirTy nasTy PiG! 🐽💦 Some information of interest; He is a Top, and I have very good reason to believe his statement that he is Dom Top and thus has never ever been fucked. He has a boyfriend back home whom he is fiercely loyal to, and has made it clear he doesn't want anyone to touch him during or after his performance. We have a few strategies in place to ensure that when he begins his Dancing, he will be intoxicated, and his usual morals will not be present. Many of you I know will LOVE to hear he is also HIV Neg, and will love to be the one that knocks him up. As always, please remember private party rules that you must allow the performer to at least perform for 30 minutes, and, absolutely NO condoms are permitted. Reserve your tickets the usual way. Tickets available until midday on the day of performance. Fridays party will begin from 10pm until 6am, with performance beginning at 10.30pm. On this occasion there will also be an After-Party, from 7.30am until 11.30am, for which tickets will be available to reserve at the same time as main party tickets. A sluT in the making! (See photo attached of Friday night's naive performer). <><><><><><><><> As it turned out, I was BIG in demand. ALL tickets for the main event, and the After-Party had been snapped up by 1pm the following day (Thursday). A full house of 100 horny Men, plus their performer, and host; Aiden. Thursday soon came and went. It was an enjoyable day at work as I settled in, and met new people, and generally familiarized myself with my new work-home for the next half a year. That evening my boyfriend Lew and I again video chatted. I told him I had already found by chance ( or was it orchestrated fate 😈 ) a GoGo-Boi gig. I told him I had made it very clear where my loyalties lay, and he had nothing to worry about. I knew he would probably be worrying a little bit, especially as this was our first time apart in 4 years. After we spoke I got to thinking about my daytime boss 'Ayan', and how I yearned to have him fuck the life out of me, and spray his load deep in my guts. What was going on with me? Then I got to thinking about what that Puerto Rican guy Nesto had said to me about it being a tough crowd. Even though I did not know what that exactly meant, it put me on edge, and I began to get a little agitated, which is unlike me. I checked his number to see if he was on the chat App I use, and he was. I messaged him saying that I would like to take him up on his offer of having something to take the edge off; - Hey Nesto, it is Steven here. We met lastnight, I am over from England. I am beginning to feel nervous. What do you have that I can take? I saw he read my message immediately. But, he wasn't responding. I kept checking my phone every 30 seconds for about 10 minutes, and, nothing! I started to feel anxious, nauseous, and sweaty, so though, hey, let's take my evening shower. As I washed I instead of just washing my asshole, rinsing, and then be done with it, I washed, rinsed, then, probing commenced, with a finger finding its way inside. I gasped. Oh my goodness. It feels so GREAT. Why have I never done this to myself before. I was soon washed, dried, and in my sleep gear when I thought I would check my messages again. A couple from my man 'Lew', and several from 'Nesto'. My heart pounded. I headed straight for Nesto's set of messages; - Hey sluT. - Don't worry about what I will give you. It will help you put on a better show, and your audience to ENJOY you so MUCH M☢️RE! - Just make sure you have some fizzy pop in. And be ready to leave for your show before I arrive. - I will arrive at 8pm. You will need to leave at 9pm if you are to be there for 9.30pm. How did he know I had to be there for 9.30pm? He must know Aiden! 😈 - Give me your address PiG. - And sleep well. You will NEED your rest tonight! - N What did he mean by that. That I will need my rest tonight? I messaged my 'Lew', and soon was in bed, sleeping for the last working day of the week. My main job anyway Was I about to lose my virginity tomorrow night? My intuition told me that this was very much on the cards, yet, I found myself brushing it to one side, and to get on with the day on hand; Work during the day, and Dance for 1 hour at night. Surely that would be it. Right?

Chapter Two: - Well, firstly, no one is going to plant their seed inside of me as no one fucks me. I'm a TOTAL Top. And if someone were to fuck me, it would be with protection. - So you must be NEG then? - Yes, I am. All that stuff has always really scared me. His eyes seem to light up. I guess my sixth sense knew why, but, I remained calm. He made me feel at great ease, and I could not deny it, even though it wasn't the kind of bar that oozed intense sexual energy, it certainly was in our corner. BUT, I was already spoken for. I had to keep saying this, to myself, and Ayan. Was I in denial? 🙊 However, that did not stop me STARING at his OBSCENE MASSIVE package in his groin/thigh area each time he came back from the toilet. He was INSANELY BIG!! I actually knew right away I wanted him to fuck me. No one else had made me feel submissive like he did. He took control, and I was already under his spell. And I guess that has to say something from a 26 year old anal Virgin. I had fucked plenty. But had never been fucked. I also and with immense conflict found myself on this our first day of meeting fantasized about not only he Fucking me, but BARE too. But no, I mustn't. I have a loyal boyfriend at home patiently waiting for me to come home in 6 months time. My beautiful 'Lew'. Shortly after we had a few cocktails a magnum of vintage champagne was brought to our table. As we drank, chatted, laughed, and heavily flirted with complete restraint, there was this middle aged rotund guy who kept looking over. Not my type, but, something about him had me fascinated, wanting to know more. Suddenly, Ayan's phone went; - I have to get this, back in a moment. After several minutes, he returned. - Hey, Steven, I'm sorry, I have to go. Last minute urgent thing has come up. You enjoy the rest of the champagne my friend. I shall see you in work tomorrow. Don't be late. He abruptly vanished. Something did not seem right about that, like, it had been planned. I was soon to find out that this was the scenario. No sooner had he left, the middle aged rotund guy sidled his way up to my table, sat right next to me, and like Ayan grabbed my hand in a confident greeting; - Hey buddy, I am Aiden, what's your name? - Hey Aiden, I am Steven. - Aaaaaahhhh, from England!? - Yes. I just arrived yesterday. Started a new job for 6 months today. - Well, welcome to Boston. - Thank you. I was already high on Ayan's masculine authority, and hooked on his mysterious ways. And getting a little bit drunk now too. It did not take Aiden long to figure out via our conversation that I as a hobby am a Go-Go boi. Well, he actually, he didn't need to figure out, as he already knew, because he and Ayan are actually good friends! Ayan's abrupt exit was very well orchestrated! 😈 And I was the new piece of juicy MEAT in town being primed to thrown into the deep end, and swim in filTh until I became permanently S☣️ILED! - Aaaaaahhh, so you Go-Go dance at home. As it happens I own a club around the corner. We are open 6 days a week to the public, and closed on Friday's where we usually hold private functions. How do you fancy coming over tonight for an audition? I pay $200 for 1 hour dancing from my performers. Wow, easy Beer money. And doing something that I love. - Well, I will NOT allow any customer to touch me. I have a boyfriend at home who I am loyal too, and, I am happy in my Monogamous relationship. - Oh no no no, of course not Stevie. You dance. I pay you. You leave. - OK, sure, why not. He'd already cemented my place beneath him with his calling me Stevie, not Steven. He and Ayan and some BIG plans that would completely change the course of my life, for which I would one day be very grateful to them for. Aiden had you in the palm of his hand, talking about anything and everything, with many wild tales. If he was trying to impress me in my champagne haze, it was most definitely working. - C'mon Stevie, let's get you auditioned! I stood up, and stumbled a bit, I was pretty drunk by now. We left the bar, and made the short 5 minute walk to his club.

If I have to choose between 'putting a rubber on' or no sex with the guy, I'm certain I'll walk away from the condom action every time. Can't even stand condom-porns!

Love the replies to this and how they express our individuality. For me (and i get this is my individual perception), power is manifest in understanding and seduction, not force. Bullies evoke a fighting response in me, whereas affection and a display of need or desire from a Top opens me right up. i don't perceive "need" as weakness. Tops need to penetrate, breed, inseminate and bottoms need to be penetrated, bred and inseminated (the list is long, eh?). It's weird. i get FaceLoad's disappointment and relate to it in a way, but not completely. Personally, i am disappointed when a guy has an embarrassed or apologetic attitude about His need or desire. For me, the most powerful Top is the one who sees that He doesn't have to force or bully me because He knows i need/want Him and He knows how to tap into that. For me, a Top's most powerful tool for tapping into my need to submit is by exposing His own needs and desires. The Top who says something like: "I want to piss in you" or "I need to piss in you," elicits my need and desire to be what He needs and wants. He is not asking permission, He is just revealing Who He is to me and my natural response is to want to fulfill that need/desire. For me, force or bullying is like a denial of my desire/need to submit.

I do a lot of fucking in saunas, last week I was there and there was a guy in the sling with a towel over his face , lots of guys were having half assed attempts to fuck him with a condom. i stepped up and just started to fuck him raw and came up him , once I pulled out one of the previous “ covered” tops went in him Raw. Often once 1 guy had done it the others will follow 😈

I have been living in Florida since 1987. Before that, I was in Germany where almost all the men I met had HIV. Men there were breeding in groups and condoms were never used, asked or even mentioned. Now, I can honestly say that virtually all of my gay friends here are poz, without exception. HIV is increasing here at a rate no one ever imagined. If you bareback get used to it, you won't be able to avoid it.

SORRY for my english that a REAL story !!! 4 days before my birthday in 2015, i was looking for sex on Internet in Montréal... nothing special in my mind exceped, fucking and getting fucked. We chatted a bit until we recognised each other and he invited me at his place. I left my husband (we're in an open relationship since the beginning) So i left around 23h and i got to his place at 23h30... He's really my kind of men... the kind of men that breaks all the barrier you put... We talked a bit, we undressed and we start to kiss... For a reason that i ignore why, i asked him he was still using chems and he said yes. I asked him if he would like me to take some (i trust him) so we could have a long night together. (i stopped seeing him in the past because he was too much addict to chems). He gave me GHB, MDMA and just a bit of K... and then we started to play, slowly. After 45 minutes, i started to feel my fingers wierd... so i understood that the chems started to act... I was off meds for the first time and he says that he was off too... so still contagious. I got rock hard the moment he said that... I have NO idea what he took for chems... and he but his dick against my ass and start to push a bit... mu ass opened and "absorb" his dick almost instantly... Since he was deep inside, he stopped... and he started to piss in me... The feeling with XTC was unbeleivable. I kept all his piss inside... so i got nother kick with the chems that was in his piss. I absorbed it completly! Then he started to explain why he wanted to piss in my ass... to irritare inside and make my rectum more vulnerable to his viruses... and... to his syphilis! He's a big precummer, so i got sure to have a lot of toxic fluid from his ! When he started to fuck in his piss, he and I were very verbal for infectious fuck... He felt active more than passive... and i could say that he was feeling RADIOactive !!! Thanks for the chems, my ass NEVER burn. he fucked me slowly, to make sure that the skin of his cockhead was correctly connected and against every part of my rectum! After a couple of hours with some breaks to breath, I surrender completly to him... then he talks showed me twisted things... like a documentary of a Parasyte Wasp who sting his prey to inject larvea eggs that's gonna eat the prey by inside and "reprogram" the mind of the prey to protect the larvea until the larvea eat all inside the prey... and like a Komodo dragon who bites an anumal and wait for the bacterias in the saliva takes effect to slowly destroy the nervous system of the animal bitten and come eat it alive... That turns me on at a level you can not imagin ! I was demanding more! With him, i had NO limit. I would be fucked by a DOG, a DONKEY ,ANYBODY or ANYHTING if he asked. Just to please him ! I learned that night a lot of thing. I learned to accept that i was STILL chasing... for something MORE... We continued to fuck, he pissed in my ass 2 other times. We played for 14 hours (including several breaks) and he came just one time in my ass... at 13h00 and we stopped to fuck at 14h00 after i came in his ass. Now, i would like to do something similar... but no more with him but with someone else... I'm not using chems normally... but for things like that, i would certainly use ! Sick, infectious, toxic and proud of it!

A few moments later Daddy and I both looked at each other over the cock pigs sweaty arching back, smiling evilly at each other as we realized the booty bump - and definitely not the last one this weekend - was hitting this virgin cock sucker. I had just slid 3 tina-coated fingers back into his tight burning and accepting hole and was thrusting the fingers as deep inside him as I could reach while turning and twisting them. No flinch this time when the burn came...just a hungry moan and an even hungrier push of his ass back to take my magic fingers deeper. "DAMN boy!" I heard Daddy say. "Yeah suck that cock! Fucking deepthroat that hard fat daddy dick and gag on it! You like that dick doncha? Like feeling it stretch and fill up your face hole doncha?" The pig mumbled loudly and eagerly around the fat poz cock impaling his throat as he pushed back more onto my fingers. "And you like what your pig bro's doing to your ass too, doncha cock pig? You can't get enough of how he's making your ass feel right?" Daddy pulled the sucking mouth abruptly off his cock and the pig cried out "I love it Daddy! I fucking love it! My ass has never felt so good! Please can I have more?!" Daddy grinned at the flying pig boi as he slid the pipe stem between his full wet lips and lit the flame. "Of course boi. You can have more all weekend long. Now inhale BIG while your bro keeps working your ass!" To Be Continued............

Part Three. I was so high still from either the poppers or the stuff he was putting in my ass I had a hard time keeping up with him as he headed for a group of cars parked along the roadway. Dan stopped and opened a car and grabbed a bag and said “come on piggy, time to make you a whore”. He heads down this path and over a bridge to another trail and ends up under some kind of tree that’s branches all most come the ground with a picnic table under it. STRIP BITCH! Off come the shorts in a heartbeat. He then pulls out two Styrofoam pads and puts one on the bench part and tells me to get up and kneel on it, he then pulls out a dog collar and puts it on me and fastens two chains to the collar and secures them to the ends of the table. He then ties ropes to my ankles and spreads them wide and ties them to the table ends. My hands are handcuffed and tied to the other side of the table. He said this is where the real fun starts my friend. He grabbed his lube and plastic bag, hands me a bottle of poppers “you won’t need those very long bitch”. I can no longer see behind me or move much, but I know I am going to get my ass packed with lube and whatever is in that bag. I feel him filling my ass with lube and I am pushing back wanting more than that damn finger. I all of a sudden hear someone cough; as I look up there is three guys standing in branches with cocks out jacking them, when Dan said “almost ready come on it”! Dan, then asked me if I ever partied; I said sure! (Thinking beer). Dan said I am sure this is going to be a lot more then you ever dreamed of! He then had his friends grab my arm as he wrapped some band around my arm. I am so high from whatever was in the lube, but now I am scared shitless, not knowing what he is doing, then I see him with a syringe and needle coming up to my arm, I start to fight, but I have no where go and not able to fight very well. Dan tells me to calm down that what he has been putting in my ass is the same that he is going to give me now, just more. I see the needle go in my arm and the band come off. I am still in a panic, but aware that these guys seem to be getting naked and see guys grabbing each other’s cocks and feeling my body all over. I put my head down and can see someone is now behind me and feel his cock going into my ass, no pain, no problems. I can hear myself telling myself or them how great it feels, “Please fuck me, please fuck me, fuck yes”. I find myself pushing back wanting the strangers cock in me. My hair is then grabbed and I am now getting my mouth filled with a nice cock and hearing what a complete pig I was. I think it was Dan who said, “He was a straight bitch yesterday, and a cock, cum, chem whore piggy now”! I look out of the corner of my eye and see Dan standing there naked, and more guys seem to have found our hiding spot! I feel the first guy in my moth explode and I start to swallow his cum like a baby to milk. Then hear the stranger in my ass telling Dan he was going to knock this bitch up, then grunted and said take my fucking hot load you cunt!! And I am sure it was a hot load, it felt great!! Two more are now filling my holes and start talking dirty to me about making me one of them, a toxic bitch for them to use for years to come because no one else will want me!! I was confused, but didn’t care at that point, I was getting gang-banged by complete strangers, high as fuck and loving every minute of it and wanting more. Dan leans down as I am gulping another load down my throat and laughs saying, “you have no idea what these guys are talking about do you pig?” I can’t really answer at this point with a cock filling my belly with his seed and the other holding my hips and just slamming into me telling me I am going to be a pregnant piggy before the days end!! I thought back to yesterday and the thought girls must be going through knowing they were getting pregnant and carrying a man’s babies in her, and I was a proud bitch at this point, me pregnant with other men’s babies swimming in me, knocking me up with their seed!! I looked up at Dan, the guy pulled his cock out of my mouth and I just said “I am proud to be the bitch to these men and carry their babies in me”! I want to feel every guy in the world put his seed in me!!. Dan then asked if I knew what being Poz was, I just shook my head “no”, “you will bitch, you will”! As the last of the men, who I was told come down to the park on their lunch hours and after work to release a load or two were done, and only Dan and I were left and even he fucked me again and made me clean him off, released me from my bondage and kind of curled up on the table and fell asleep……………..

Part two: So I get up and get dressed and take my sore ass home only to lay in bed and start putting my fingers in my ass while I jacked myself off; I even scooped up my cum and ate it and falling right to sleep. Oh the dreams I must have had that night I woke up with a raging hard on and thought about jacking off, but remembered I had to be at this rest area by noon and it was 9:30, so I get up do my chores and the scene from the day before kept coming back in my mind that just a day ago I was straight and liked girls, and in less than 24 hours I had sucked another guys cock, and a black one at that; swallowed his cum and got fucked by another guy without a condom, was I gay now? I didn’t feel gay; but my cock kept getting hard at the thought of me getting fucked like a girl and sucking off another man!! At 11:30 I bail and head to the park; scared that if I am not there on time this guy would show up at my parents’ house! So I am walking down the road to where I was told to go and found an old brick building off the road, there were several cars parked around, some guys were reading the paper, some were walking along the road by their cars, and some were empty. So I walk into the men’s room and sure enough the white guy is standing there next to the sink; Drop your shorts so I can see if you got underwear on, I start to look around and he yelled, NOW BITCH! I thought I was going to faint not knowing if anyone else was there, but I did what he said and showed him I didn’t have any underwear on. Take off your shorts and give them to me now bitch, then get in the cubicle. So I do it so he wouldn’t yell at me again, since I was no match for him since I was only 140 pounds at 5’11, I was called skinny Minnie in school, and hated confrontation. So I get in the stall and sit down,with only my sneaker on and the white guy comes in the stall with me and asks my name; so I tell him it was Chris, Dan is mine he stated, then he pulled down he pants and told me to get to work, I asked him if it was safe, at this point he grabs me by the throat and pushes me back against the wall and said you are a mans bitch now, you don’t ask, you just do; Understand you fucking bitch? All I could do was nod, as he let me go, he again told me to get to work, I grabbed his cock and started to suck on it. As I was sucking he gave me a bottle and told me that they call them poppers, like the one you had yesterday. So I inhale some and got a rush and started to work a little harder on sucking him, he said that is a good piggy bitch. The guy then pulls out this pipe and puts the lighter under it and starts to hit it a couple of times. He then told me it was my turn, well I don’t smoke, but is was to scared to tell him that; so he put the pipe to my lips and I inhale and started coughing really hard but within minutes I as so fucking high, I didn’t care who came in. I started sucking him for all it was worth but he pulled his cock from my mouth, opened the stall door and told me to go lean over the sink!! I walk over to the sink not caring who sees me and he tells me to spread em, sounded like a cop getting ready to search me. I look back and he is getting finger full of lube and dipping it into the same bag as yesterday and starts to push it up my horny as hell ass, I even found myself pushing back enjoying the feeling. I kept feeling higher and higher with every second, I was almost pleading with the guy to fuck me. He starts to laugh and told me I would be a pure cumdump in no time! He then lined his cock up and pushed in and I just laid my head on the sink submitting to another man who was now making me his bitch to breed and use, and I was loving it. Dan as now going to town tell me how tight of an ass I had and I would be well known in the park before the end of summer. I soon found out what he ment. Dan started to really slam his cock in my ass and I was now telling him how much I loved the feel of his cock and fuck me and use me anyway he wanted; again he laughed and said he planned on it. I hit the poppers again and was in overdrive pushing back, Dan asked me if I wanted his load pumping in me, OH GOD YEEEEEES!! FUCK ME PLEASE, cum in me, he then said I was about to get knocked up again with his babies, all I could do is beg him to impregnate me, put your babies in me, knock me up make me your bitch!!! I then felt that strange swelling and him breathing hard as he told me he was cuming in my piggy bitch ass and I would know it soon enough if I got knocked up!! All I could think of was carrying his baby in my belly and smiled as he pulled out knowing I was now a man’s property to use for their sexual pleasures! Dan told me to turn around and clean his cock off, I didn’t even think were his cock had been, I just got down on my knees and licked and sucked it clean. He then handed me my shorts and told me to put them on and to follow him, I of course did without worry………..

This site is a fucking fantasy. Nobody should really believe it. It may be hot but nobody in their right mind should seek getting infected with HIV. It can really be deadly... sometimes even if you can afford your medicines and/or you get them for free. Really guys just use your head and make it clear that it's a fantasy!! You may be screwing somebody's life. That's not cool, really!