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Hey guys. This my first story here. I hope you love it. Please tell me. Be as honest as you are. I had just finished working out in the gym in the office area of my condo building. I decided to enjoy a soak in the hot tub. The only one else here was the office manager who lived in the only condo on this floor. I knew it was close to closing time so I jumped in wearing just my boxers. The water felt good on my body. It was relaxing and I think I dozed off for a bit because all of a sudden Ron, the building manager was in the tub as well. "Oh, wow. Sorry," I said because I was startled. "No worries, I was going to tell you it's closing time when I saw you were napping. I decided to lock up and enjoy myself since it looked like this tub was doing you a lot of good." I knew very little about Ron. We hardly ever spoke. I knew he was gay and friendly. He is a handsome man of 5'11 dirty blonde hair and bright blue eyes. He also works out a lot, and it shows in his six pack abs. I am no slouch there either. My own hair is black with dark brown eyes. Ron though has something I never noticed until now. He has a strong and unique scent to him. He, clearly, does not wear anti-perspirant and his natural scent was strong but pleasant. The more we talked his scent made me feel weird. Soon though it was time to get out. I noticed that Ron had a weird tattoo right above his crotch. It was a biohazard symbol in the colors of the Pride Flag. I almost asked him about it but decided not to in case it was too personal. Ron and I became friends after that. I worked from home and could set my own hours so I change things so we could work out and hit the tub every night. His scent always made me feel weird. I grew to really enjoy it. He convinced me to stop wearing anything that masks my natural smell and to just make sure I really cleaned myself. It was great to know him. After a couple of weeks I asked if I could ask a weird question? He said I could and he would answer if I would answer a question of his. "Okay." He went first. "Are you seeing anyone?" I laughed, "The day before we met I had just ended a very serious relationship. I thought we were going to get married. I ended it because her sister was never going to stop interfering in our lives and my ex always sided with her." "I am sorry." "It is alright. Meeting you and our friendship has help me forget." Then I asked my question, "Why do you have a biohazard symbol tattoo?" He sighed, "Well, I hope you are not scared by this, I am HIV positive. I also do something called pozzing. It is where I fuck guys bareback who want to catch the bug or who like the thrill of taking the risk." I was not weirded out by this. Ron invited me up for a beer. We did not even get dressed we just went back to his home and started drinking. After a few, Ron got closer to me. His musk was stronger and was really starting to make me feel strange. I think the beers helped play a role in this. He started to rub on my dick through my shorts. I admit it felt good but was more shocked then anything. Ron then pulled my dick out and started giving me a blow job. His mouth really felt good on my dick. I was about to try and say something when he stopped and asked, no told, me we were going to the bedroom. I complied. I was thinking that I would just let him finish sucking me, but I would not let it go further. I was not into guys but he was giving me the best BJ I have ever had so I might as well enjoy it. When on the bed I was completely naked. Laying on my back, I let Ron suck me again. God, it was good. He pulled something out from a drawer just within reach. I could then feel one of his fingers press inside my ass. It was lubed so it went in without any problem, but his nail was sharp. I could really feel it in there. "Ouch," I said. Ron stopped sucking and then started licking my ass. I was about to say no more when he suddenly stopped. My friend stood up and he said, "When I don't fuck for a while I get horny and need to let out my pumped up aggression. I need a hole to fuck and yours is perfect. I love to take a tight virgin hole anyways. So get ready." He removed his shorts and I saw his dick for the first time. It was huge. The biggest I have ever seen - at least 10 inches. "Yes, you are going to take all of this." I was frozen. I did not know what to do. I was staring at his massive hard on when I saw his tattoo. He is positive and about to fuck my ass. I was panicking in my mind as he started to push his tip into me. I wanted to say stop it. I wanted to say no. My mouth would not work. My mind was fighting this but the rest of me seemed to want it. Ron pushed his way into me. I could finally could speak. I groaned in both pleasure and pain. His dick was tearing me open. Shit. I was enjoying this. I loved this. Ron was grinding me over and over again. His dick was perfect in me. He was hitting my prostate, and I soon shot a load of cum. I did not even touch my dick for it to happen. This was the best. Ron then said he was about cum. I could feel him have an orgasm inside me. His toxic cum was filling me. He was pushing even harder. He said that he always has three or four climaxes when he fucks a guy so we are just getting started. I was happy. "Please, keep fucking me." Ron smiled. He did as I begged. Ron was doing more than fucking my body. He was fucking my mind. With each push inside me and with his second and third shot of cum in my ass he was destroying any desire for women. He had done it. He converted me to only wanting men. "I know that look in your eyes," Ron said. "You are a faggot now. You want nothing but dick now." "Yes," I barley squeaked. "Say it. Say that you are a faggot." "I AM A FAGGOT," I screamed. Ron then said, "I know you are. I give you my last gift of the night." He had a final orgasm inside me. I am covered with sweat and both relief and disappointment now that he was done. He turned me on my side and stuck two fingers inside me. He scooped up some of his cum which also contained some blood and a tiny amount of my shit. He fed it to me. I thought it was the best thing I ever tasted. He then fed me more. I was so exhausted I dozed off when he got up to hit the head. I would have slept all night but Ron woke me up a couple of times to fuck me more. Ron took me to get checked. Yep, I was now a Poz. To celebrate we went to his Tattoo artist who did his ink. I got the same one only mine was a tramp stamp. We now live together and are a couple but are in no way exclusive. Yes, we now live together, but I get to let other guys fuck me and he fucks other guys. Whenever someone wants to engage in pozzing we are there. A top fucks me and bottoms get Ron. I have never been happier.

Back from the gym I signed on and started fielding post. Several tops did not respond since the neg bottom hit them up, some responded did you read my profile and to those Mark sent back that he was poz friendly and most of those said count me in, by Wednesday morning there were 40 pots that said they would be up for it. I figured only a third of those would show up. I posted a few party ads, gangbang Thursday Night and got tons of responses. Mark hit up Jack and told him he had a solid 10 but be prepared for more and Jack said that would be amazing and that he would go home at lunch and make sure the package was there. Jack hit Mark up at 4 PM and said the package arrived and you sent two jocks, Jacks. Jack said You will need to wear it and you will have one to change into if yours gets wet from all the cum. You see the instructions? Note cards and arrow? Jack said yes, follow the instructions and I be in touch tomorrow so we can finally get that hot ass loaded. Jack signed back on to the fake profiles and gave only the hotties poz guys the address but not the apartment number. The craigslist post would only talk about Neg bottom taking loads. Jack signed off and went to bed.

I take PrEP as a responsibility to my own body and to those of my numerous partners. Why do I want to get infected with something that can compromise my health and longevity as a full time sexual animal? I want to live as healthy as possible so I can take as may loads from as many partners as possible. The risk of STI's including HIV is always present, but I want the risk minimized so I can be as promiscuous as possible. The pleasure is in the partners and heavy breeding stock use, not in the catching of infections.

by Andrew "Aethan" French afrench@gct.com Given the events you're about to read, you might guess that Micky and I met at a Horror or Sci-Fi convention, or in some weird voodoo cult in New Orleans, or some farfetched locale. The truth is, Micky and I met in a little gay bar in downtown Boston. I had broken up with a real asshole (no comment; I have nothing to say about him, and he has nothing to do with this story) and was looking to drown my sorrows in a lot of bad alcohol and a few nights of utterly dangerous casual sex. I was crazy from having broken up, and I really didn't give a shit about AIDS or anything else. Luckily for me, the first night I went cruising, Micky wandered into my life. When he entered, I was awed by the seemingly total focus with which he carried himself. Every step seemed to have been planned out ahead of time, and his walk was graceful and predatory. Everything about him bespoke a man who was looking for good sex in large amounts. I couldn't help but be attracted to those smoldering black eyes, set under brows whose fiery red matched the wild mane that framed his beautiful face. His body was muscular and lean, and his clothes snugged up against the fine structure beneath, hiding and revealing things in an alternating way that immediately sent a charge to my crotch. Judging by the reaction of the others in the room, everybody was experiencing the same sensation. I felt, rather than saw, his eyes upon me, and I was disappointed when they flickered away to explore the rest of the crowd. I spent the night watching him. Everywhere he passed, heads turned, and he slipped through the busy bar, hither and yon, looking, apparently, for just the right somebody. I watched in mounting terror as the bar's patrons began approaching him. I wanted him, badly. I wanted him to dominate me utterly and use me as he chose. I wanted to belong to him, not in the sense of the short encounter I had come looking for, but in a long term relationship. This, I sensed, was the real Mr. Right of my life, and I wanted to be with him, more than I had ever wanted anything before. When I saw a new wave of barhoppers enter and fixate on him, I knew I had to make my move or I was going to lose him. I was scared that he would ignore me or reject me, but I was going to have to take my chances. I waved at him, beckoning to him and smiling my best smile. He looked at me curiously, shrugged, disengaged one guy who had draped an arm around his waist, and glided in my direction. He sized me up when he arrived, and he didn't seem to have lost interest. So I steeled up my courage. "I'm Jack. Can I buy you a drink?" He looked at me with a raised eyebrow, and I cursed inwardly for using such an obvious pick-up line. To my surprise and eternal gratification he smiled, a long lingering toothy grin which spread from his mouth and eyes across his whole face. He spoke, in a deep sonorous baritone. "Hi Jack. I'm Micky. No, you can't." I felt my heart sink. "But I'd like to buy you one." I felt it leap back up. "Not here though....too crowded...too many assholes." He took my hand and drew me off of my seat. I couldn't speak. We stopped by the coats, where he pulled down mine and handed it to me. "How the hell did you know that was my coat?" I asked, when we had slipped out of the bar into the cool spring night. He shrugged. "It just seemed like the coat you would wear. I'm a pretty decent judge of character. Besides, it smells like you." We walked under the light of the bright moon. It had just turned past full, so it illuminated the street like another lamp, casting our shadows ahead of us as Micky guided us down the sidewalks in the direction of what he referred to as "the best damned bar in Boston." It was indeed a cozy little place. Not a gay bar, but a fine place to talk quietly amongst a staff that genuinely seemed to like you. It turned out that Micky was an amazing judge of character. He guessed instinctively what I drank and that I was a painter. "You seem the artistic type," he said with a shrug. I became more and more fascinated with Micky, and by the time the bar sent us home, I knew that I wanted to know everything about him and to be a part of what he was. So when he looked at me and asked "Would you like to come home with me?" I accepted without a second's hesitation. His apartment was quite close. He lived in a one-room studio which had been, he explained, the attic of the brownstone building. A friend of his owned it, and his rent was remarkably low. It was spartanly finished, but plants grew everywhere. Their smell was heady and lush, and it was as if he had shown me a hidden rainforest in the center of Back Bay. A state of the art sound system surrounded the room with soft music. His CD collection showed extremely eclectic tastes. A complete run of the Beatles sat side by side with Beethoven, Mozart, and Bach. A They Might Be Giants CD sat atop a sound effect disk of thunderstorms. He put in the thunderstorms tape, took me by the hand, and led me into a space between the plants. His bed was a nest of pillows and blankets, and I let him lower me onto it, loving him even before we ever made love. Sex with Micky was an almost religious experience. His gentle ways of coaxing me into various positions and activities only served to heighten my arousal with him. He seemed to know my body and its desires better than I knew myself, and he cheerfully exploited every one of them. And when it seemed that things were getting too innocent, he would suddenly reveal a rough side. His straightforward, uncomplicated, animalistic charm truly won me over, and I felt completely vulnerable and yet totally safe in his arms. We finally fell into sleep in each others embrace, and when I awoke, he was lying there studying me, smiling. From then on, we were lovers. I had never had a complaint with Micky as far as his being my lover went. He and I had been lived together for two years or so, after my parents disowned me for being gay. We shared his great studio apartment in the Back Bay. It turned out that Micky was very well off, owning his own shipping company, and this gave me the freedom to paint for a living. Micky became my favorite model, and his easy-going attitude towards nudity made him fun to work with. He developed a following among my audience, and while it became increasingly easy to sell my work, it became increasingly difficult to part with my pieces. I loved looking at my nudes of Micky, and I was jealous of anyone who bought one. He was supportive of my work, and whenever I would express disappointment in myself or comment about my shortcomings, he would hold me and rock me like a child until I felt myself again. Everything seemed ideal, except for one detail. Every month, Micky would get very moody and restless without any provocation. The next day, he would disappear without explanation, not returning for three nights. When he returned, he was always in better spirits, and we would have wild, reckless sex for hours non-stop. That part was okay, but his disappearances began to bother me. He would always try to say that he had been away on business for his company, but I began to recognize a pattern. I became suspicious, even morbidly so. Was he in the Mafia, doing hits for money? Was he seeing another lover? What was he hiding from me...or trying to protect me from? As much as I loved him, I began to be afraid of him. Doubt became my worst enemy, forcing me to worry that we were about to spiral into a breakup. I questioned him at length, but he would always worm his way out of the conversation. At last, I couldn't stand it any longer. He was sprawled on the couch, and he was moody. I sensed the time was about to occur; he would disappear tomorrow, unless I was able to determine what was happening. "Micky," I said, quietly but firmly, "I know you're going to leave tomorrow. Please tell me where you're going." "Business," he muttered darkly. "Commodities deal in Acron. Be back..." "Three days from now." I glowered at him. "Do you think I'm stupid? Do you think I haven't noticed the pattern? Don't insult my intelligence." "Jack," he said, as his temper rose, "don't be ridiculous. I have business. I'll come back on Tuesday. You'll have a nice quiet long-weekend, and everything will be fine again." "Bullshit, Micky! I've called your company. They never know what I'm talking about when I mention these business trips. They say you take the time as vacation days. Now will you tell me the fucking truth." He sat there, his hands clenching and opening as if he might suddenly attack me. I felt an anger boiling just below his facade of calm. "Jack, you wouldn't understand." "Try me, for Christ's sake. I don't understand now, but I'm willing to listen. Otherwise this whole relationship is for shit! If you go away without explaining yourself, I won't be here when you get back." Saying it nearly destroyed me, but I was insane with the need to know. That was the threat that got him. He deflated visibly and stared up at me miserably. "You might leave if I tell you the truth." "Better that than to keep living with these stupid lies." He struggled with himself for awhile, emotions playing across his face. Finally, he sighed heavily. "Okay, tomorrow I'll explain everything." His expression darkened. "I'll show you everything. You deserve to know." We didn't make love that night. I sat awake in bed, feeling his warmth near me under the sheets and listening to his slow deep breaths. I was afraid. Now that I was going to know everything, I began to wonder if I really wanted to know it. But I felt that it was too late. I had started everything sliding, and I was just going to have to find out what was at the bottom when I hit it. I just hoped we'd survive the fall. I sank at last into a fitful sleep. When I woke up, Micky was gone. At first I was afraid that he had left for the weekend, having chickened out of telling me his secret, but I found a note that indicated he would be back later that afternoon. The day crawled by, and I worried about Micky. I was worried I had driven him away, that he could not tell me his story, and that he had left me alone again. I tried to do some painting, but I couldn't concentrate. I started at every movement in the hall outside our door. Every time the phone rang, I jumped. At last, around sunset, he appeared, and I almost cried with relief. He was carrying two bags of groceries, both of which proved to be full of meat. He stuffed them into the fridge and came over to me. "Its almost time for you to know." I felt a shiver of anticipation, or was it fear? I could not say. Then, inexplicably, Micky started removing his clothes. "Oh, no," I laughed nervously, "I'm not going to be so easily distracted." Micky smiled without humor. "This is integral to your understanding of the truth." "I've seen you naked before, Micky. Its impressive, but nothing new." "You've never seen me completely undressed," he muttered mysteriously. I started to protest, but then something prevented me from continuing. Micky's skin began to ripple and bunch, as if he were changing subtly, underneath. A slight tear showed in his skin, revealing... what? Fur? So it seemed. The surface below was covered with a fine glistening fur the same color as Micky's hair. I realized that all of Micky's skin was peeling away in chunks. It fell to the floor, dry and brittle, like the outer skin of an onion. The thing underneath the skin was seven foot tall if it was an inch, and its body rippled with muscles. A canine snout unfolded beneath Micky's face, tearing through. Gleaming fangs shone in the light, and I wanted nothing so desperately as to be able to run, but, somehow, my brain seemed to have shut down, refusing to send signals to the rest of my body. One message only was getting through. Micky's a fucking werewolf. It began to make some twisted sort of sense. Three day disappearances. Must be the full moon. I couldn't move; shock held me rooted to the spot. I was going to die, and Micky, my lover was going to kill me. He would leap on me, his powerful jaws crushing the life from me. With a jolt of terror, my body began functioning again, but far too slowly. I turned to run, when a voice stopped me in my tracks. "Jack, its me." I turned back to look at the creature which stood before me. It had Micky's voice. It was deeper and harsher, but it was his voice nonetheless. "Micky?" I gasped out from lungs frozen with shivery fear. "Are you in there?" "Its me, Jack. This is what I am." I stared at him. This was no Lon Chaney junior with yak hair on his chin. Micky looked like someone had put a huge wolf's head on top of a weight-lifter's body and covered the whole thing with fur. He was gigantic. His whole body seemed to have swelled, getting physically massive. I glanced down; his cock had become huge. It was nearly a foot long, and it stood erect, giving it the illusion of even greater size. Despite myself, I was a little aroused. I had always been satisfied with Micky before, but this was a fuzzy Adonis! I laughed, a hysterical little giggle, at the incongruity of my thoughts. "Shit, Micky. How the fuck did this happen?" A low guttural laugh escaped the fanged maw of my lover. "Puberty. Some kids got acne; I got fur. My dad said that it skipped a few generations, that my great grandfather had had the gift, and that now I had it. He taught me not to be afraid of it. Its a good thing, I believe, but its hard to explain that to people. Telling people you're a werewolf makes them think you're really crazy or really kinky. But as you see, its the truth. On the three nights of the full moon, this is what I become. It doesn't make any sense. For one thing, I put on about two-hundred pounds of mass...pure muscle." "Yeah, you certainly got..." I looked at his cock involuntarily, "big!" He chuckled. "My senses go from being remarkable to being downright scary, even to me. I can smell things...and hear things....God, Jack. You can't imagine what its like." "Help me to imagine. How does it feel?" He shrugged his gargantuan shoulders. "Natural now. It was weird at first, but now its very natural. It doesn't hurt or anything, like they show in the movies, and I don't eat people. I just get a little wilder, a lot hungrier, and my instincts start kicking in." He blushed then, under his fur, and I caught his train of thought. "In other words, you get really really horny." He grinned hugely as I said this, exposing sharp rows of teeth. "That's why we always fucked so crazily when I came back. I couldn't get laid all that time, and I'd be aching for sex." I looked at him closely. He was so different that he almost couldn't be Micky in my mind. The fur was definitely Micky's hair though, his wild red mane. And the eyes were just the same as Micky's, big, black, soulful, and full of love. "Wow, Micky. I really wasn't ready for...this." He nodded sadly. "I understand. I'll leave. The rent's paid through the end of the summer, and you'll have plenty of time to find a new..." "No Micky! That's not what I mean. I don't want you to leave. I still love you. This is...really weird, but I think I can handle it." He looked at me, hope radiant in his face. "You mean it, Jack?" "I mean it, lover. Look, I'll cook some steak for dinner, and you can explain it to me over dessert." He looked at me thoughtfully. "You are a hell of a guy, Jack. I was so scared...so afraid that I would lose you. When we met, I knew you were the right one, but lately I...I...." He smiled; it was Micky's same gentle smile. "Thanks, Jack." He reached over and took me into his warm furry embrace. Dinner was messy and a bit awkward. Micky insisted that I not cook the steaks he ate, and as I was talking forkfuls of my own well done T-bone, he was ravenously ripping chunks of raw beef into his mouth and swallowing them whole. I drank several glasses of red wine, while he drank nothing but water. "Trust me Jack. You don't want to get me drunk when I look like this. Tipsy werewolves singing Irish drinking songs under a full moon is not the sort of thing we want the neighbors to see." We laughed then, and I was pleased with myself. I was really adapting to this well. It must've been my abiding passion for Micky. Or maybe it was the wine. We talked until three, pondering the existence of other werewolves and whether any of the others were gay. As the clock struck, he looked out the window and sighed. "Thank goodness," he said. "It'll only be a short time until dawn, and then we can be together again." "But we are together, Micky." He shook his head. "I mean sexually. It'll be good to relieve the urges on a daily basis rather than all at once. I was always afraid I was gonna hurt you." It was then that my wine-befuddled head finally acknowledged what my sober self refused to. I wanted to have sex with Micky while he was like this. I couldn't help it. It was the one thing I could do to really prove to him that I was fully accepting of him. I stood, and crossed the room. As he turned, I wrapped my arms around him, laying my head against his chest. He seemed surprised, but he returned the hug. His body seemed to radiate heat, and as we stood there, I felt his dick pressed up against me. I felt a throb of sympathy from my own crotch, and I couldn't help letting my hands explore down his back to his ass, which I began kneading roughly. He pulled back a little, surprised. "Jack, you ought to be careful. I have claws you know. And I'm afraid I'd be really rough if we..." his voice trailed off. In reply, I began undoing the buttons on my shirt. "You won't be rough with me, Micky. I know you. You're still in control in there, and you'll be very gentle." I stripped off my shoes and socks, then beckoned to him. "Help me, Micky." He approached, trembling. His huge hairy paws reached out and came to rest, feather light, upon my shoulders. He pulled off my shirt with the care of a mother undressing her child. I could feel his enormous claws, sharp as razors, but his touch was so light that they never drew blood, only traced lines along my skin. His hands drifted lightly down my sides until they came to rest on the front of my blue-jeans. With exaggerated caution, he worked a finger inside the waistline. I flinched involuntarily. He froze, panic on his face. I smiled at him. "Don't worry big guy; you didn't Bobbittize me. He relaxed and unfastened my pants, then slowly pulled them down until I stood, as naked as he. I took his hand and led him through the plants to the nest of pillows and blankets. We embraced again, and feeling his furry muscular frame pressed close to mine, his warm fuzz on my cock, made me squirm with pleasure. Our hands explored each other's bodies, eliciting occasional murmurs of pleasure from one or the other. I ran my hands over his body, delighting in the magnificent muscle structure. I swirled my fingers through his fur, causing him to shudder and shake like a dog whose belly is being scratched. Then I took his enormous cock in my hand, feeling the new weight and heft of it. This was so strange and wonderful; it was Micky's soul in a new body that was mine to explore. We were intimates and strangers at the same time. Knowing Micky's favorite sexual zones gave me a certain advantage. I tugged at the hairy balls with one hand while feathering a finger up and down his thickened shaft with the other. Micky's beautiful eyes closed and his head lolled back on his shoulders as he succumbed to the stroking I began to give him. I knelt before him, sniffing the musky odor of his crotch. My tongue darted out, flicking into the hole at the end of his massive wolfmeat. He moaned, and his hands fell heavily onto my head, pulling me towards him. I obligingly opened as wide as I could to take him in. Inch after heavenly inch shoved its way into my mouth, and my eyes watered as I nearly gagged from the sheer size. I gave him a good session of sucking, his hands running through my hair and insistently continuing the rhythm we had fallen into. He tensed, his body going rigid and a low ululating moan escaping his lips as the first wave of his cum splashed the back of my throat. I renewed my sucking, intent at getting every last drop. Finally, when nothing more seemed forthcoming, and his body relaxed, I came off of his shaft and grinned. "Your turn, Fido. Lie down." Micky did as I asked, his massive frame sinking deeply into the cushions. I knelt with my cock poised over his face and my balls dangling down to brush the tip of his long wolfen snout. He carefully covered his sharp teeth with his lips before reaching up to engulf me with his mouth. I felt his hot breath against the length of my shaft and shuddered with the anticipation. He reached up and encircled the globes of my ass with his hands, pulling me down into his waiting jaws. The length of his mouth made it the deepest throating I have ever had, and I humped my hips, fucking his face so hard his head bumped against the floor with every thrust. Meanwhile, I reached out to continue my research into his larger member and wonderfully full scrotum. His dick responded immediately, beginning to swell up again. I remembered that Micky's power to get it up again and again after he had been absent had been startling. If he was any more capable of multiple loads in an evening in his wolfen form, we might be at this for a long time! Within his mouth, he began rubbing his long slippery tongue against my cockmeat. I felt myself slipping towards orgasm, and I halted my screwing, unwilling to give up my load so soon. "Uh, uh, Wolfboy. You're not getting off so easy. I want to be reamed. Royally screwed, and you're the best werewolf for the job. You're the best one I know; hell, you're the only one I know!" Micky seemed to be in a fog. His meat was swollen again, and he looked about ready to stick it someplace moist and tight. I knelt down on my hands and knees beside him. "Okay, Micky. We'll do it doggie-style. In your honor of course." With no hesitation, Micky grabbed my ass and heaved himself forward. He buried his long nose in my butt, licking and slurping. I felt the elongated tongue snake forward and push against my tight hole, shoving with such authority that it finally wiggled its way in. Micky ate out my ass with relish, making it nice and slippery for what was to come. By the time he pulled away, I was aching for more. He obliged me by sliding forward until I felt his shaft at the very opening to my hole. I shivered with anticipation, and it was with slow and cautious movements that Micky began moving into me. Now I'm hardly a beginner at anal sex, but the sheer size of Micky's meat made me tremble with fear. I could feel it inching inwards, and my poor ass did its best to relax and open as wide as possible, but it still hurt like hell. Micky, to his credit, waited every time to let me get used to what was happening. I felt like a virgin again, but when he had slid in as far as possible, so deeply that I was sure that if I looked in the mirror I'd see his cock in my throat, the feeling that I was getting melted me to my heart. He reached around to stroke my straining meat, and I moaned in painful pleasure. "Oh, God, Micky. I can't believe you've got the whole thing in there." He didn't respond, except to whimper slightly in sympathy. We started rocking, and I did what I had always done sexually with Micky. I put myself completely under his control, trusting to his gentility and judgment. I was glad I did. Micky's senses allowed him to know exactly when to move and exactly when to be still. And if Micky ever ignored my comfort, I never noticed. We fucked in a slow deliberate rhythm until we realized that dawn was about to break, at which point Micky began pounding into my ass. I felt nothing but waves of pleasure now, and a few minutes later, I felt him tense and buck. A howl burst from his throat as waves of cum came rocketing into my ass. His hands clenched on my cock, and the combination of feelings was enough to send me over the edge, just as the sun rose into the sky. We collapsed onto the bedding, Micky's body slipping rapidly back into human form. Exhausted, we both fell into a dreamless slumber. Micky's arm encircled my waist, and I felt loved and protected as I never had before. The following two nights were a repeat performance, and I began to realize that Micky as a werewolf was just as wonderfully sexy as Micky as a human. Once he got over his initial fear of hurting me, we got back into our usual routine of alternating roughness and gentility. The nights passed too quickly for my tastes, and I found myself beginning to long for the next full moon. Life with a werewolf has now become my norm, and Micky is just as glad not to have to spend his full moon nights hiding in dark alleys and getting chronic blue balls. Micky still models for my paintings, and if some people wonder why I've stopped working on nudes and started painting sexually explicit werewolf scenes, I just explain it as a creative phase. Micky is just as wonderful a lover as ever, and I count myself lucky to have found him. And if he's a fucking werewolf, so what? He's MY fucking werewolf. Nobody's perfect.

If you ask a question that is phrased "does a true bottom..." or "only a real top...", then I automatically disregard the rest of the question. There is no "REAL" anything. You do it or you don't. I don't get this need to qualify people for what turns them on. If you ONLY have sex with one partner, but you are a total pig with him, then you're a real pig. If you have sex with anything that moves and some things that don't, you're a real pig. If you have sex with a condom (you're not having sex with me), but you're no less of a person for your choices. If you're on prep, that's your business. Whatever went into that decision is fully you. I have no say in it - and I SHOULDN'T have any say in the matter. As for me personally, I don't have to prove that I'm a pig/cumdump/whore to anyone. If you think less of me, that's none of my concern and I certainly won't lose sleep over it.

Mark knew the kid would put out and started lining up guys. Set up a fake profile on both BBRT and Adam and got a craigslist post ready. He signed on and waited for Jack to hit him up and he did not have to wait long. Within the hour Jack hit him up and asked when he could bottom for the guys and I made him wait 20 minutes before I answered and told him next Thursday Night. I will need your address and apartment number and where your bedroom is from the front door. Wednesday a blindfold, poppers and a couple pills will be delivered you should take one about two hours before the event and one right before guys start arriving. They will help control urine output while you are being a little cum dump. You know the guys are very excited to get inside you. Jack: responded, I am very excited to have them. Hope they like me. Mark: Trust me they will. Jack: Thursday I can start at 7 PM by the time I get home and clean out and get ready. Will that work. Mark, 7 is perfect you are going to be one hot little bottom that is totally satisfied. Jack: How many will be coming? Mark : Let me get back to you on the final number I have four firm commitments right now. Mark: Hey bud I need to go but make sure that boy pussy I ready on Thursday and when you get the supplies on Wednesday confirm they arrived. Mark signed off and switched to one of the fake profiles and started to hit up guys. The profile stated Neg but into bareback. It talked about how much the bottom liked anonymous, ass up blindfolded sex. Just a pump and dump! Since it was Monday the emails sent were as follows: Horny bottom in town working and looking for anon pump n dump's just come in and find me ass up and ready and breed me like a bitch and leave. If you have buddies def want to get some cock and cum from them. The first round only went to Poz guys, there were more then 50 messages that went out. Most were not online so Jack logged out and started hitting up tops from BBRT the same way and signed off and went to the gym.

Jack a 26 year old bottom 5'10 140 white with brown hair and eyes was a safe only bottom. He had post on Adam and a few other sites for safe sex. Jack found a profile he had to have, tall muscled guy 6'2 200 with 9.5 white no face but a body to kill for and for weeks Jack would hit him up and the guy would swat his attempts to chat on line and finally after weeks the guy sent back a message that said you are not into what I am into. Jack said really, try me. The guy went on to tell him thanks but they would have to talk later. Jack sent him his number in hopes he would text him but three days had passed before he saw him online. Jack hit him up and said you know I live alone. The guy said well that is two things you have going for you. Jack asked what those were, you are a bottom and you live alone. The guy never have his name so lets call him Mark. Mark told him, I know you have wanted to get with me for a while but I am hear only to look for one bottom who is willing to be a cum dump for straight guys who just need to get off on the side. We are all clean and neg and need you to be, in some ways you would make the perfect bottom since you are a safe only otherwise bottom but I get that it may not be your thing. The conversation follows: Jack: I never do it bare but Mark: But what you would for us? Jack: How many is us and how does this work? Mark: There are over 30 in the city as part of our group but all can not attend any given session but with a hot little ass like yours they will want to try. Jack: So they all go bare? Mark: Yes, the only reason we would ever fuck a guys ass is because it is bare. If we have to use condoms we can fuck any college slut out there. Jack: That makes sense Mark: You must be okay with being just a hole for guys to get off in. Jack: That sounds hot. Mark: You also must be okay with it being anonymous, we all have a lot to loose. Jack: Okay what does that mean? Mark: We are only into bottoms who are ass up and hole ready in a jock and blindfolded. Jack: really? Mark: Told you it was not your thing. Jack: Wait I am in, I really want this! Mark: Good to hear, you will make a great bottom for us to pass around. I have to run for now but I will it you up soon. Jack: Wait what about this weekend or next? It was too late Mark had already signed off. Jack was rock hard and horny as fuck and checked his account ever two hours to see if Mark hit him back about this coming weekend. Jack sent him another note and said I really need this hope this weekend works.

I take PReP. I’m a cumdump. All I need from a top is his load. I need neither his opinion on the matter nor his validation. Respect yourself, and not the views of others who are poorly qualified to make such a judgement.

I quit posting as it seems some posts were unbelievable and mine seemed to get no responses. Maybe it’s because I’m a tranny. anyhow since my last post I knowingly took a poz load up my ass and just yesterday ended up with 4 anonymous loads in my ass. 1 from a guy in a dirt road, 1 from a married guy, and two at the adult video store!! I’m up to 106 loads in my ass for 2019

Friday afternoon I had a msg from a horny Indian stud responding to my M4M personal ad seeking black or desi bb top. He said “ Desi muscle top, 5’9” tall, very fat 8.5@ uncut dick free now.” I replied sending my address & told him i was arse up waiting for him. 15 min later he’s coming through the front door, his muscles were huge as was his hard duck bulging in his joggers. He stripped & I just drooled at his huge pecs & abs! His upper body was smooth, from the waist down hairy as a Yeti!🤪. I was on the sofa on my back legs spread, he got down & started eating my cunthole, he had me writhing & groaning with pleasure, 2 big spits on my hole & he got up & pushed his big thick dick in me! We both made noises of pleasure as he plunged balls deep in me & fucked me hard, 10 mins later he’s lifted me of the sofa and puts me on the floor on a towel. Laying on my side he fucks me from behind. Hard fast & deep he’s hitting all the right spots! I can feel my orgasm growing & tell him. He holds & says he’s getting close too! Groaning louder & louder I grabbed his big right hairy thigh & roared as I climaxed, my cunthole gripping his dick hard in spasms bringing him to climax, I feel the warmth if his cum inside me & the gush of it all flooding out. He stayed about 4hours & bred another 2 loads in me. Friday evening I went into town with mates for drinks, in one of the bars I ended up standing next to the same hot guy at the urinal checking each others dicks, he’s my height (6ft) & looks a bit like Jason Statham. Second time he had a grope of my arse & got rock hard, I asked if he wanted to get it in the stools & fuck his load up my arse. He wanted to fuck but his bf was upstairs & didn’t wanna risk it, he told me to meet him outside, he’d use the other exit...he new a place we could go for a quick fuck. I meet him & we walk briskly around the corner & into ab underground carpark, down the stairs 2 levels then to a dimly lit corner, I get my a bb rse out & bend over, he spits on my cunthole & pushes his big 9 inch dick in me & plows me as hard & fast as he can, a few minutes l bb ater he was suppressing his need to roar as he pumped his big load in my cunthole. I got home just after 1am & was feeling horny again, so I logged into the usual apps, I got chatting to a very gl 23 yr old Greek lad, the pics he sent got me so horny, his gorgeous fat 8” uncut dick & big balls covered in big bushy pubes & his magnificent round meaty hairy arse! I was rock hard & gagging to fuck him. o minutes. We had a nice long slobbery man snog when he go here, my hands went straight down inside his joggers & I groped his arse then slipped a few fingers in his warm juicy cunthole! 🤪 His arse is a fucking dream to fuck! I just can’t get enough of it! His big meaty hairy cheeks giggling as I raid his pussyhole turns me on so much, I’ve bred 3 loads in him so far. He’s bred 2 huge load in my sloppy hole & we’re about to go for load 3, his dick is like a solid thick torpedo! 🍆💦💦💦💦

I was 22 and decided to go camping at the lake one July, just to enjoy the summer a bit before it was over, and to get away from the gay life I had just began exploring. After getting everything set up, I sat down beside the fire and continued drinking my beer. Other than the sound of some soft voices at distant camp sites, the camp site was very quiet. Just as my fire was dying down for the night, I heard someone approaching on the path which led to the main trail. I recognized the man from a neighboring site, as I had walked past earlier on my way to my site. He was about 50, bushy gray beard almost hiding his sunken face, and wearing only jeans and boots. His torso had no fat, cept for a small belly paunch which didn't seem to fit his otherwise scrawny frame. He reminded me of some of older guys at the bar who'd been ravaged by HIV before treatments improved. In his hand was a liquor bottle, which was half empty. As he got closer, I could see he had a septum piercing, a thick ring resting on his bushy 'stache. I called out a friendly hello as he came near the fire, and he raised his bottle as if to toast me, then took a giant gulp of the brown liquid. He sat down on a log next to the fire, and we began talking. I was drunk, but this guy was shitfaced. Friendly as hell though, so I didn't mind. He was asking me all sorts of questions, what brought me here, was I having fun, etc. I just told him I was only here to chill out, and get drunk. He laughed and handed me his bottle and said "Drink up, buddy." I figured what the hell so I took a few gulps and felt the burn going down my throat. We kept talking, until finally I got up to go piss at the edge of the campfire. Just as I was thinking how drunk I was getting but having fun regardless, he appeared standing beside me, pulled-out his dick, and also took a piss. I jumped a bit, but still kept pissing, noticing he seemed to be studying my stream, so I looked over at his as well. He shook his cock a little to break my stare, and I looked over at his face. He had a different look now. Intense and not as friendly as before. I wasn't sure what to say, and before I could figure it out he turned and started pissing on my exposed cock and shorts. I couldn't move as inside I was panicking. I'd never thought of anything like this, and here a stranger was pissing on me and I didn't know what to do. His stream stopped and I felt his hand on my shoulder, pushing down. I'm not sure why I did it, but I got on my knees facing him. He stepped forward, his dangling cock right in front of me, and began pissing down the front of me, soaking my shirt before lifting his cock and aiming right for my face. His hot urine splashed in my eyes and ran down my cheeks, and he put his hand on top of my head and ordered me to open my mouth. Again, not sure why but I did exactly as he told me. He let loose another steam of piss right into my mouth, and commanded me to swallow at all, like a good pig. I began gulping and swallowing what I could. I was repulsed, but doing my best. When his stream stopped, I opened my eyes to see his hard cock jutting out a full eight inches, his fat cockhead still wet with piss. It was a sharp contrast to his lean frame. With his hand still on my head, he guided my head forward into my open mouth, and began fucking it. A few minutes later, he pulled his cock out and began rubbing it on my face, telling me I was a good whore and to stand up. Standing there, I noticed that despite my wet clothes and taste of piss and cock in my mouth, my cock was standing at attention. The stranger grabbed me by my cock and led me to my tent. He stripped my clothes outside the door, and led us inside. He had me remove his boots and jeans, and then lay back as he climbed on top of me. I was turned on as well as scared, and he began sucking my neck, tonguing my ears, and finally kissing me deeply. The feel of his big beard brushing my body was unbelievable, and my cock got even harder as his aggressive foreplay continued. "You're my whore tonight, boy, so relax and enjoy" he said. I didn't reply, and soon his fingers were playing with my hole, trying to push into my hole. I moaned, and he laughed, calling me a virgin, but quickly adding not for long. He climbed onto my chest and began jerking his cock right above my face, commanding me to lick his fuck stick. I began lapping my tongue on the underside of his head, and he laughed and told me what a good pig I was and to keep eating his toxic precum. When I heard him say that, I damned near panicked but his weight held me down. I tried to raise up but he smacked my face hard with his hand, telling me to lay the fuck still. He grabbed his cock and smacked it on my lips, telling me to open wide or else I'd taste the back of his hand again. I opened wide, and he began slow fucking my mouth. "That's it piggy, suck my toxic cock like a good whore!" His thrusts continued, and the taste of his precum grew stronger. Deeper and deeper into my throat he fucked, until I was sure I'd puke. I began gagging hard and he pulls his cock out, covered in my thick saliva. Next, he's twisting my arm around as he slid off my chest, forcing me to move in the direction he's pulling it. I'm half screaming as he twists, and finally I was on my stomach as he held my arm roughly behind my back. "Now get on your knees, pig" he said, twisting my arm to ensure my cooperation. I fumble to do as he says, as the pain he's inflicting on my arm is intense. "Good pig- now put your other hand on your back." Grabbing my free hand, he was now holding both in place on my back, as he scoots in right behind me, his cock pressing into my crack. He seems to clear his throat, but then I hear and feel him spit a goober on my ass. He repositioned to hold my arms with one hand, and grabs his cock with the other and begins rubbing his cock and spit into my hole. I quietly ask him to please let me go, but he ignored me, steadily pushing into my hole, slowly, in and out thrusts, but I had clamped tight, trying to prevent his entrance. Again he spat onto my hole, as his thumb slid in deeper as he murmured "There we go, piggy, open up for Daddy." Working his thumb in and out, telling me he was coating my whore cunt with his precum. From the slickness of his thumb as it moved freely in my ass, and I knew he isn't lying. Suddenly, his thumb was replaced by four inches of his cock. It took my breath away, but he didn't pause until he was fully buried in my ass. "Good piggy, I'm gonna show you how I make a man my whore" he said, as he slowly fucked my virgin hole. "Oh yeah fuck. I'm leaking my load inside you now boy. You like that? You want your new Daddy to knock you up and make you his toxic pig? Pop your pussy cherry and knock you up all in one night? Make you a fuck whore for the rest of your life?" His cock was thrusting harder, and I could hear the sloshing noises as my ass loosened to his fucking. He then started his final assault. " That's it baby, milk Daddy's dirty seed into your cunt. Drain it baby." He plunged forward, pulling my arms back and making me scream, holding his cock in as deeply as possible. I felt his cock pulsate stream after stream, coating my guts with his load. In that moment, when I was completely helpless and forever changed when a stranger came inside my ass, my cock spurted the biggest load of my life. Afterwards the stranger released my arms, and I chose to remain perfectly still as his cock stroked gently in and out of my hole. He spent the rest of the night in my tent, and the rest of the weekend. By the time I left, I had eight poz loads in my ass, and my new Daddy.

I almost felt sorry for the guy. Here he was, a new join to our leather club, having recently moved to the area for his first job as an IT guy, and he allowed me to be his mentor. Not that I minded- he was short and beefy, had a bushy beard and a nerdish shyness still at 24. Most importantly, he was eager to be a part of our group, to find a family in this new location. I quickly took him under my wing, introducing him to the entire group, a mostly over 40 crowd still clinging to the old gay ways of yesteryear. No phone apps or hookup sites, just a weekly bar meeting and get togethers. Hell, I'm pushing 50 now, so I guess I'm in prime daddy zone myself. Anyways-the new meat stuck by my side during his first meeting, and I made sure the other 10 guys kept their distance. He seemed to like the way I looked in my leather harness, despite my hairy belly protruding and my middle age hairy tits. He commented on my nipple rings, and gently tugged at them as if he had never seen them before on a man. I put my arm around him, and we sat that way thru the boring meeting, only disengaging when he went up front to tell everyone a little about himself. As the men dispersed after the meeting and began drinking, I got me and the new meat some drinks, and walked us back to a darker corner of the bar. I took my pipe out and lit it, sending a cloud of smoke around the both of us. Meat seemed to like this, as he moved in closer and smiled at me. I nodded to him and grabbed his bearded face and pulled him to my lips. I exhaled more pipe smoke into his face, removed my pipe, and went in for my first kiss. He accepted my tongue, and our beards meshed together, his black to my salt and pepper. I took hold of his black T-shirt and began lifting it over his head. Once removed, my hand caressed his hairy torso, feeling the beginnings of his young bear gut and his flabby pecs. I could see in my mind's eye how he'd look in another 10 years- a nice fat bear with bitch titties, bald like me with the traditional bald man fringe. I pinched his nipples as I caressed him, continuing to engulf him in my pipe smoke. He responded to my advances eagerly, so easily seduced by this daddy bear in a new city. With my hand resting on his belly, and my pipe clenched in my jaw, I began telling him how the leather group was pretty close: our cookouts, weekend trips, movie nights. His eyes lit up, and I knew he was excited to be joining us. He expressed surprise there wasn't an apprenticeship to join the group, but I let him know we weren't like some of the more formal leather groups. He nodded and finished his drink, so I moved him in front of me as I sat on a stool, his back resting against my belly and my arms reaching around and holding him in place. He leaned his head back, and my pipe was right next to his face. He seemed to enjoy being so close to it, breathing in deeply and smiling. I began working both his nipples gently, and I felt them firm up as he pushed back into me. "You like Daddy's pipe, don't ya boy?" The meat responded by shaking his head yes, and I patted his belly and blew more smoke in his face. "Let me show you something," I said as I released my grip on him. I walked him to a door across the room, and we entered the dark space. Closing the door, I flipped the light switch and he saw the dungeon room in all its glory. Sling, fuck bench, chains with restraints hanging from the ceiling. His eyes grew wide and I embraced him, kissing him again and again as I unbuttoned his pants. "Since you're new, we need to get you dressed properly so you fit in with the rest of us. Take off your jeans and underwear, then put your boots back on." My prey offered no resistance, and I moved to the far wall and from a shelf removed an item for our new member. I motioned and he quickly was at my side. Seeing him naked in only his black boots was almost more than I could take. Such a hot piece of meat, so innocent in his desire to belong, his 6" cock half erect. I handed him a leather jock strap, and helped him get into it. I could see he was turned on, but also a little embarrassed to be letting a man dress him . I pulled him in and kissed his lips again, gently patting his ball sack inside the leather pouch of the jock strap. "You like your new outfit, boy?". He said he did, but expressed concern there wasn't more of it. I assured him this was enough for now, and told him to fold his street clothes and place them on the shelf where I had removed his jock. He did so quietly, and as he walked back to me, and grabbed his nipples and began twisting and working them. He winced until I stopped, then I pulled him in tightly and kissed him, fondling his exposed hairy ass as I did. I could feel his cock jump inside the pouch. I pointed to a vest on a hanger across the room, its front showing years of wear yet still a beautiful piece. "That vest has been mine for 30 years. I got it when I first joined this leather club. Doesn't fit so well around my belly now. It'll be yours by the end of the night if you want it". He seemed touched by this gesture, and was about to speak before I cut him off. "Get on your knees and thank Daddy for your new clothes," I said, pushing down on his shoulders until he was on his knees in front of me. I unzipped my leather pants, and let my cock flop out. Gripping it in one hand, I squeezed it until a drip of precum leaked out the end. "Lick it off, boy. Suck Daddy's cock". My prey fully cooperated, engulfing my leaky 7" thick cock in his hairy mouth. I let him suck me a few minutes before pulling out and wiping my cock in his beard. I pulled him up, and again assaulted his mouth with my tongue. His cock was rock hard, pushing out into it's leather prison. "As President of this club, boy, I get to decide who's allowed to join. You sure you want to join? You can still leave if you've changed your mind." He didn't answer, he just began rubbing my cock, and put his head down on my chest. I knew he was mine. I guided him over to the fuck bench, and helped him place his hands and knees properly, and then strapped them in place. Once secured, I smacked his ass hard with my hand, intending to leave a welt. He was startled, but did not protest. I pulled a stool over, and sat between his legs with his ass in front of me. I pulled his cheeks wide, revealing the hairy insides of his crack and his pink puckered hole. My cock began dripping at the thought of taking this hole, making it mine to fuck and breed. To control. My tongue plunged deep, tasting his musk as it darted in and out, savoring the first taste of what was going to be MY hole from now on. Lost in my desires, I tongued him continually for 20-30 minutes, until I was unable to wait any longer. I stood, kicking the stool out of my way. I quickly filled my pipe and lit it, breathing deeply and inhaling as much as possible. I walked up to his head and grabbed his hair, lifting his face to look at me. "Take a hit of Daddy's pipe, boy." His look of confusion amused me. "Take a hit, and suck Daddy's smoke into your lungs. I want you to have the taste of it in your mouth as I fuck you. As I make you My pipe boy". I held the pipe to his lips, and he pulled in a mouthful of smoke and inhaled, trying his best to not cough but failing miserably. I saw smoke come out his mouth, and his nostrils, and I grabbed his beard. "You did good for the first time, pipe boy. You'll do better next time." He nodded and I released his hair. Moving back between his legs, I began rubbing my cockhead directly on his hole, smearing my leaking juices onto the pink wrinkles of his puckered ass. I began pushing my mushroom head into his ass, then backing out and pushing in again. Each time coating his insides with more of my precum. He moaned with each entry, his hole still not lubed enough to not cause him discomfort. As I backed out the last time, I spit directly on his hole, and pushed in quickly, burying all 7" at once. He let out a yelp, and I leaned forward and put my hands on his shoulders. "It'll get easier, boy, just accept Daddy's cock." I began fucking in and out, and saw blood streaks on the top of my shaft. "You're bleeding a bit, boy, but that's ok. I'll add more lube." Again I spit on my cock, and shoved it back into the meat on the fuck bench in front of me. Soon I could hear the familiar sounds of sloshing and smacking associated with fucking. My precum was making it nice inside the boy's hole, coating his guts with my juices. To his credit, his hole never lost its grip. Each backward movement it grabbed my cock tighter, squeezing out more of my cock juice. My pipe was blazing by now, filling the room with hazy smoke, making even a lifelong smoker like myself dizzy from the nicotine high. I fuck into him harder and harder, his body rocking from my thrusts. "I'm cumming pig! You want my load?! You wanna join our club?!". The pig yelled yes, begging me to fuck and cum in him. I thrust more, eyeing my prey as I watched my cock move in and out. "You're mine, boy, all of you! Join Daddy's club!". My cock spasmed, shooting jet after jet of my toxic cum into his young hairy ass. But I kept fucking, moving in and out, from side to side, trying to hurt him, to tear his ass open with my cock. Until finally I stopped. My assault was over. I dropped to my knees, removed my pipe, and buried my face into his newly bred hole. Tonguing him passionately, I ground my beard into his newly initiated ass. I licked the juices from his hole, covering my beard with the remnants of this rough fuck- his blood, flecks of brown, my own cum. All of it. I wanted to claim this as my property, and I wanted to wear this in my beard for all to see. When I pulled my face away, I could see cum dripping from the edge of the leather jock the boy was wearing. He came from getting fucked, like a good pig. I patted his ass, and began undoing his restraints. I helped him off and over to a chair, where I sat him down and allowed him to lick my cock clean. I walked over to the vest, removed it from the hanger, and told him to stand. Without showing him the back, I helped him into his new vest, and told him how good he looked in it. "Ever better than I did back when it was first given to me", I added. He smiled at me. I then reached into my jeans pocket, and pulled a thick chain collar I had saved for just this moment. "Now that you're mine, boy, we need to let the rest of the group know, cuz I don't share my property with anyone". He stood still as I fastened the chain around his neck. Once it was placed, I kissed him again, fully embracing my new meat. We left the room together, our fellow club members noticing us as we approached. He was a sight to behold. A new young leather pipe boy, wearing his leather jock strap, black boots, and a well-worn leather vest, emblazoned on the back with a 16" bright red biohazard symbol, to show everyone he was a member of a club he didn't know he had just joined.

I Went on vacation to Germany with my (Now ex) Girlfriend my Brother and his Wife around the beginning of August, the first day in Berlin we must have walked a least 20 miles trying to see a lot of the tourist sites, by the time we got back to the hotel we all were so tired and sore, they had a hot tub and a steam room (they called it a "Wellness Center") down in the lower basement, my brother and i decide to go get massages while his wife and my Girlfriend went upstairs to go to bed, it was about 10 P.m. when we got to the wellness center the Attendant informed us that the massages were over at 9 but we could schedule an appointment for tomorrow. sad about that he told us that the hot tub would still be open till 11we said "Cool", he showed us to the locker room where we ask if they had swim trunks for us, he told us the hot tub was "Nude Only" (Germans seem to get naked every chance they get) i look at my brother and said "I don't care i'm going in!" he said "me Too!" my brother and i are about 16 year apart with different mothers but the same father, so the last time i saw him naked he was about 3 years old, he's about 5 ft 11, with dirty blond hair and green/blue eyes, he showed no shame taking off his shirt , pulling off his levis , standing in front of me in a pair of light-blue striped Tommy Hilfiger boxer shorts, looking at me he said "Here I Go"! dropping is underwear to show an almost totally shaved cut cock, pretty big too almost seven inches soft an big low hanging Balls, i just thought to myself wow he's handsome all the way around, i quickly dropped my underwear too, trying not to stare to long at my naked brother, i put the rest of my clothes in the locker, grabbed a towel and headed to the Hot tub with my brother behind me, we got in and just let the bubbles do their magic, after about 30 or 35 min. the attendant came in and asked if we needed anything we said "no" he said "very good" "we usually close about 11 but since you're the only ones here, you can stay as long as you like, just make sure you turn the light off" he said "good night" and left, we sat in the hot tub about another 15 min, then it shut off, since we couldn't figure out how to work the timer (all in German) we went into the Sauna which had three levels , i sat on the middle and my brother sat on the top it was just the right amount of steam and heat, after about 5 min. the door opened and another hotel guest came in, he said hello in broken english , he was german , he sat on the third row too, but kind of close to me, just over my right shoulder, the steam was thick enough to cover his face but i could see his hair "Very" long Uncut cock and balls, he kept rubbing his balls that were hanging long and low, he scooted to the edge of bench touching me with his leg, (i knew what this was) i looked over my shoulder again and he was just plan jacking his 8 inch uncut hairy cock, so close to my face i could smell his crotch, i glanced over at brother in the corner to see if he could see us, i was pretty sure he couldn't, but this guys cock was leaking pre-cum on my shoulder, i decided to go for it i put his fat dick in my mouth and began to try and suck it, the angle made it difficult but it felt so good in my mouth, we thought we were quiet but between the guy making quiet moaning noises and me making quiet sucking noises i know my brother figured out what was going on, but by now i didn't care, i got the guy to sit down on the level i was on and i just went face first all the way down his shaft into his dark bush! i started moving my head up and down like a piston, i was so into trying to get his load when i came up for air , i noticed a foot next to me, and the guy i was sucking was sucking too! he was blowing my brother! he was having a really hard time because my brother's hard cock must have been at least 9 inches long with a really fat head, i was laying stomach down on the bench with my face still sucking this nice german cock, but the the guy got up went around to my ass and started eating it like there was no tomorrow! this drives me wild (Now), he flips me over on my back and keeps eating my ass (My Girlfriend would never do this) i'm really moaning at this point, then i'm being choked by one of the biggest cocks i've ever had! my brother started fucking my throat! i can't breathe the head of his cock is massive he's pumping my mouth like a pussy thats to tight, his balls hitting my forehead! i can taste his pre-cum leaking in my mouth and dripping on my face when he pulls out, then i feel a sharp pain i hadn't noticed that the german stopped eating my ass now he was trying to fuck my ass! holy fuck! he's using his spit for lube! it really hurts but it feels good too, my dick gets really hard, my ass starts to loosen up he's fucking my hole pretty easy now, i can feel that he's going all the way in now he's banging into me really hard, my brother stopped fucking my mouth just long enough for the german to start shooting his load in my ass! he pulls out and comes over to my mouth and puts the rest of his load down my throat, i can feel his dick starting to go soft, then holy fuck! my brother plunged his fat 9 inch cock balls deep into my ass, using the germans cum for lube no warm up or ease ing in he just rapes my hole! he fucks me so deep and fast, my ass hole stays open in between his thrust ! my cock gets evan harder, all i can hear is the sound of his huge balls slapping into me! all of a sudden i can feel his cock get bigger and start to pulse and twitch, which make me shoot my load all over my face without hands! his cock goes soft and slides out of the gaping sore hole which is my ass, i'm covered in my own cum, and about a cup of cum pours out of my ass when i stand up, the german guy says thanks (He had no idea we were related) and takes off , my brother just says "fuck, my Mary could never take dick like that!" turns out my brother is a little bit Bi-Sexual and he says he evan got a Blow job from my cousin, he said he loves his wife but got caught up in the moment, all i can say is i hope he wants to get caught up in the moment around thanksgiving! my ass was sore and loose for four days, oh it turns out at breakfast the next morning the other guy in the sauna was married too! man i love Germany!

I've changed the user groups up and it makes a difference to what you can do on the site. Basically "members" has been split into 3 groups: New Members Members Trusted Members New members can do very little on the site. They can only send a few messages, they can only post a few posts. They can rate only a few items. "New" is defined by a few things – length of time since you joined, how many posts you've made, and how those posts have been rated. Being low on any of those will make you a "New Member". Members are those who have been here a while, done a bunch of posts, and had them well-received. Trusted members are people who have been here a long time, done a lot of posts, and had them well-received. If a trusted member stops being active on the site eventually they will get demoted down to member, but actively participating will get them back to Trusted Member status. Notice that "well-received" is a criteria in all the statuses. This means that down voting a post can slow a person down in achieving the next highest status. So those of you who are long-time members with the ability to do a fair number of ratings, please use that to slow down potentially problematic members. As you go up in status you can Post more posts Rate more things Upload bigger images and files Have more galleries with more images Have more blogs In addition, moderators will be more lenient as your status goes up. This will be especially true for Trusted Members – the points they'll be given will be lower, and hence the consequences less. One change that's been made across the board is that everyone can now delete their own images, galleries and blogs. (I finally got past a problem that was preventing me access to the settings that control that). That will reduce the workload on moderators.

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...

Other people should not be making moral choices for you. If you wish to be a cumdump be a cumdump. If you wish to take prep, take prep. If you wish to not take prep, don't take it (and be prepared for what is likely inevitable) They are two separate choices and those who make judgements on those choices should be told to mind their own business.

Whilst Im a top I'm on Prep , I waste enough of my time attending sexual health clinics for health checks as well as treatment for clap and other "occupational hazards " of being a slag etc , I just haven't got time to spend more time in such places for a preventable (ie with prep) condition

Nonsense. That’s like saying their should suffice for they’re and there as well. In terms of discreet, if I say: A gentleman may use a word with two discreet meanings is a very different sentence than A gentleman may use a word with two discrete meanings. Part of our problem in “today’s simplified world” is that we seem more willing to dumb everything down for the idiots rather than educating them. Smart is sexy.

For me, it’s either Rocco Steele or Jack Dixon.

Couple weeks ago I had my three month prep and std tests. Alas, I had Gon. Damn nuisance. Now I needed to figure out who I may have given it to. So I sent out some messages to guys who I had sex with recently. All were good with it. Just means go get the meds. Unfortunately, when I found out my result it was late Friday so I couldn't get the fix until Monday. Prior to finding out, I had alerted my regular bud that Thursday night that I might have an std but was damn horny. He says "I'm down". Wow, he doesn't mind potentially catching something cause he wants to fuck me. So I invite him over and he eats my ass so good and fucks the daylights out of my hole and breeds me. So damn hot. First time I've potentially had std sex - when I knew (suspected) I had it. Well sure enough the next day I find out I do. We both got treated on the Monday. Boom! Back to fun. One of my other young 25 yr old fb's had also caught it. He got treated before me. He wants to see me so bad on the Sunday before my treatment. So I invite him over and we have hot "sex" without kissing or sucking or fucking. Not much of a sex thing but still damn hot. Lots of body contact while wearing underwear and then I eventually make him cum and slurp up his jizz from his belly. Yummy. Thursday rolls around and the 25 yr old is in my bed and horny as fuck. We fuck and suck and kiss for two hours and he breeds my hole. Perfect. Next day Friday morning I'm working from home and an older hot married military guy who lives out of town is in town and wants to get together. We've chatted numerous times on A4A. Never saw his face and his pics are a little obscure but I did see his nice hard dick. I invite him over and he arrives around 12:30 pm. He's a hot fucker. Lean, hairy, good looking and hard as rock. I spend the next 10 minutes sucking his hot boner and then get up on top of him and lube up his dick and my cheeks. No condom. Wasn't even sure we would fuck but he was totally wanting ass. I've learned that not just my hole needs lube but all over my butt and then I slide their dicks between my cheeks and tease them a lot and they get hard as fuck. A little teasing with greased ass cheeks usually ensures a really hot hard dick. Sure enough I teased him good and then sat down on his shaft and he was in heaven. So was I. I rode him a good 10 minutes and then he tossed me on my back and started to deep dick my hole. So damn good. He fucked me deep for about 15 minutes and then put me face down ass up. He's getting ready to seed my hole. This is the way he loves to cum. He slips back in and after five minutes I tell him to shoot his cum in my ass and that sets him off. He breeds my ass so good. Love this stud. We snuggle a few minutes and he leaves to catch a plane. Awesome fuck.

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

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.

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.

As I wrote yesterday, I planned to go to the sauna in Monday again. Surprisingly it was only few people inside. The first 30-45 minutes lasted without any action. Then I recognised a guy I saw previously on some bb sites (BBRT and barebackbuddy.com). He is pos, I don’t know whether undetected or not. I remembered that he was rather bottom like me but I wanted to test his hole. I didn’t have to wait too much when we started kissing and stroking each other’s cock. He pulled me into a cubicle and immediately began to suck me. My cock was in heaven in his mouth. Not too later he turned back and offered me his hole. It was nasty and hot and quiet tight. I was rimming him. I really enjoyed to fuck him. While I was fucking him I was licking his biohazard tattoo on his back. At the next Turn he went to the sling and I continued to fuck him there. Finally I fucked him from back. I couldn’t cum, but I didn’t want because the night was long. After a while I went to the steambath. I felt many hands on me. Everyone wanted touch my cock. But when I touched their cock all of them were soft. It was very disappointing. Then I felt another guy. I felt his fit body, smooth skin and his bubble butt. And his cock was rock hard. We were playing with each other when he forced me down and gave me his cock. I was deepthroating him until he interrupted me and went away. I also left the bath and sat in the buffet. A guy wrote me in planetromeo. We began a conversation. I knew he was a guy I saw in the cloakroom and the guy with we fucked eachother in the steambath a year ago. He was a good fucker, I remembered him. Then I saw that he also was in the buffet. I proposed him to continue the conversation face to face. We were discussing for a while and then I suggested him to go to a cubicle. It was a passionate sex. We were kissing and stroking each other passionately. I sucked him again and then I found his hole. I love licking holes but his was a dream. It was so tasty. It made me rock hard so I pushed my cock into this awesome hole. I fucked him for a while when he pulled me up. I felt his hardon at my hole. I sat onto it. I was riding until he pulled out his cock, went to my ass and fuck me like a crazy. Until he unloaded me. The last session started in the video room. Previously I recognised that handsome guy more. He was there with his daddy. When I noticed them in the video room he was stroking his huge and hard cock. I couldn’t wait further and touched him. We began jerking and kissing. He was playing with my hole. A fourth guy joined us. It was exciting to play four while other guys were watching us. We were kissing And sucking each other. Then I asked the guy to fuck me. We three went to a cubicle. The guy fucked my brain out. Unfortunately, he fucked me wrapped but he was really talented. While he was fucking I was sucking his daddy’s cock. It lasted long. When he was close, I asked him to pull out his cock. If he didn’t unload my hole, he would unload my mouth. And yes, it was sweet like the honey. My hole was destroyed so I decided to go home. Before I left, I went to the steambath. There a guy was fucking another and unloaded him. When he left, I felt his cum in the guy’s hole. I pushed my cock into that unloaded hole. It was so exciting.

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.

Straining against the ropes that bound him, sweat covering his body in a sheen, Milos looked magnificent. I looked and the other two were in a much awe as I, mouths open as they watched him strain and struggle. It was time. We were all so hard, dripping precum and sweating ourselves. I motioned to Toby and we stood at either side at the end of the bed. Together we unclasped his feet ready to grab him should he try anything. But he didn’t. I was only slightly surprised as T makes a whore of every boi when Milos swung his legs up and exposed his hairy, sweet and sweaty cunt for us. I smiled as Toby picked up his baster and wiped it against the hairy, expectant hole. Milos moaned and pushed out his cunt, a dribble of arse juices leaking out. As Michael and I watched, Toby wiped the head of the baster across the hungry hole, just wetting the lips with the barrel of anonymous cum. Milos was far too gone to wonder whose loads were mixed all together. Sure some of Toby’s but also all the seed - chem’d seed as well poz’d seed - that Toby has clearly pulled from his own cunt earlier that day. As we watched, Toby pushed the baster deep into Milos and slowly unloaded some - not all - of the contents. Milos’ eyes widened and as he felt the warm gush of spunk slosh into his insides he moaned with delight. Toby withdrew the baster and handed it to me - without hesitation I licked it clean, savouring the salty taste on the metal as Michael clambered onto the bed between the Greek’s legs and grabbed his ankles. We all laughed as I reworked that famous phrase - Beware Greek’s bearing gifts and said to everyone, “Behold, a Greek loaded with gifts” and then held my breath as Michael gobbed on the head of his cock and running it against the entrance to his hole to wipe up any dna that night have seeped out, pushed against Milos’ hole. He might have been high and hungry but he tried to pull away from the monster that was about to forcefully invade his guts. Michael uncapped the poppers and leaned forward. He fed Milos deep huffs of poppers and then handed me the bottle. Standing behind Toby I pushed my cock between his legs, and fed him some hits before feeding myself. Then as we watched, Michael spread Milos ankles and leaning into him, started to push his hard, beer can thick rod into the tight cunt. There was nowhere for Milos to escape to. As we watched, his eyes widened as he shook his head, screaming into the ball gag. Sweat dripped off Michael’s forehead as he leaned further in, taking the cunt centimetre by centimetre. Pinned down, all Milos could do was try and relax his arse but it was no good. We watched as Michael forced his cock home, burying it deep in the tight gut. Milos’ toes curled and uncurled in the air as he fought to relax and breathe as well as process all the feelings and sensations coursing through his body. I remember the first time Michael fucked me. I too had been tied up on this very bed, and my boyfriend was sitting on my face, smothering me with his sweaty hole which, it became apparent was already loaded with a deposit from Michael’s cock. Now, I’m an experienced bottom - fuck man I’ve taken fists - but taking Michael’s massive member was a whole new level of fucking and I remember feeling like I’d been split open even before a third of his cock was buried in me. But I also remember how it satisfied a deep hunger in me, filling a void that until then had only been satisfied by my boyfriend. I also remember how, once I was almost loosened up I begged Michael to fuck me loose, not take no for an answer and rape me. He did. As I choked on my boyfriend’s dick. And I imagine that was what was going through Milos’ mind right now. The pain. The terror. The pleasure. I wanted to remove his ball gag and hear him beg, but he wasn’t there yet. Not by some time. I looked down again and Michael’s cock was two thirds of the way into the hairy ass. Our bottom boi was whimpering but beginning to growl as well. Michael pulled out and we leaned over to watch the hole wink open and closed, precum leaking out and slipping down the wet crack, greedy for deeper cock. Michael smiled and slid back in as far as he could, burrowing into the gut step by step, planning to place his toxic flag in virgin territory whether the locals wanted it or not. Milos’ six pack was rippling with each fuck, sweat pouring off his body as he took thrust after thrust, his whole body reacting to the invasion. Michael was building up a steady rhythm, five or six long deep strokes before pulling out and ramming all the way in again. He wasn’t so much loosening a hole as punching his way in; forcing his way in deeper with every stroke. And he was clearly turned on because he was pissing precum he was leaking so much. Every time he pulled out precum squelched from the still tight hole, and every so often Toby would lean in and push his tongue into the gash and then return to spit the fluid into my mouth, tangy with the metallic taste of blood. I moaned. “Wreck him, Michael. Wreck his dirty cunt.”

Becky was a young girl without insurance, she grew up poor and had not seen the doctor much, She worked in a convenience store and over heard a women talk about the free clinic down the street. Becky waited till her day off and went to check it out. Becky wanted to see if she could get BC as she was always afraid to have sex and several of the guys she went out with over time wanted to fuck her bare but she would never let them and always worried condoms would break. When she walked in there were several women all older then she was and several of them were pregnant. Becky took a number and filled out a form. The form asked when her last appointment was, if she was or had ever been pregnant, if she had insurance and have you ever had sexual intercourse. Becky quickly filled it out and the Nurse, Javier read the answers and handed her another form. He told her to fill it out and bring it back. This one had a lot more questions. The questions below: When was the last time you had sexual intercourse, was it vaginal or anal? Ever been with more than one partner at a time, three way or more? Ever let a guy cum inside you? If so Anally or Vaginally? Ever been with another women? Would you consider multiple partners? Ever been on Birth Control? Do you want to be a mother? What are the fantasies you have, let the doctor know so you can make the most out of your visit. Why did you come for a visit today? Becky froze for a few minutes and thought I can not answer all these and then she mustered up the courage. She just wanted birth control and if this is what she had to do she would do just that. She answered the questions as follows: I had sex two weeks ago, we used condoms. No I have never been with more than one partner but have thought about it, movies and stuff. No, I am not attracted to women. I am not sure I would consider it but have cum with my vibrator thinking about it. Someday I want to be a mother but I am too young. I would never but the ides of being the center of a gang bang or group is really hot, I think porn girls are so lucky. I want birth control. Becky took the sheet up to Javier and he smiled at her and winked. She thought he was really cute and she took her seat and waited for them to call her number, it was 7. Ten minutes later she was called and Javier placed her in room 3, handed her a gown and she was told to get naked and to put her clothes in the bin, he pointed to the corner. She did as she was told and sat on the table. Javier came back and pulled out the stirrups and had Becky put her feet in them and then pulled out a thermometer and lifted her gown exposing her vagina and lubed up the thermometer and slide it into her, It was the largest thermometer she had ever seen. It was almost as thick as the dick the guy who fucked her last had. Javier loved it around in her and she started to get uncomfortable and wet inside and let up a little moan. Javier said we are almost done but you have to hold still. Javier moved the thermometer around some more and she moaned and then he said I found the spot, we are almost done and he slowly moved it back and fourth for three minutes and pulled it out and wrote down several things down in her chart. He pulled her gown down and told her Doctor Marin would be right in. Javier was cute 5'10 muscled and 25 years old or so black hair and brown eyes. Doctor Martin walked in and he was 6'3 muscled but in a lean way and red hair and blue eyes. He was really good looking and Becky was horny after Javier had gotten her all aroused. Hi Becky Doctor Marin said and she said Hi back. I see her you are looking to get on birth control is that correct? Yes Becky echoed. Well Becky, you can leave today with Birth Control but over the next several visits and some homework we can not only figure out what birth control is right for you but get you on it. He grabbed the chart and said, looks like you are running a little warm. I think we may need to take that again, it does not seem right. Let me examine you and I will send Javier back in her. Dr Martin lifted up the gown and used both hands and pulled her labia apart exposing her wet pussy. He rubbed them and slide his fingers up to her clit and rubbed it and she moaned. Looks like this is all functioning property, I am going to do an ultrasound on your vagina now. He turned his back and pulled out a wand and lubed it up and told Becky that this would take pictures for him to review and that sometimes women have an orgasm while the want is inside. It is normal and nothing to be ashamed about. OMG Becky thought, she had only seen something like that in the movies. Doctor Martin held in his left hand and started to finger her with his right. one slowly in and then two. The third was tight but he slowly messaged her clit and she opened up. You are ready now, you will feel a small vibration as it is taking images, He pressed the want against her open vagina and slowly slit it in and she had an orgasm almost immediately as he rested it against her clit. He reassured her that was normal and then twice more before he finished. Okay Becky, Javier will be back in to take your temp again but may need to use a different thermometer since the one he used may not be working. Javier came back in with a larger thermometer and lubed it up and it easily slide in. Javier said you are really wet, it does not want to hold in place. He kept moving it back and fourth and deeper and deeper inside her and before long she came a fourth time as he had it pressed all the way inside her as his thumb messaged her clit. I got it, I am not sure was wrong with the other thermometer but this reading is normal. He handed her some towels to clean up and told her to go ahead and get dressed and meet him out front and he would set her next appointment and give her some homework.

Just wondering what is the furthest you guys have ever traveled for a hook up? Backstory to my question.... So I contacted this guy on BBRT about a month ago who was hosting at his hotel as he was here for business. He’s a top. This guy is a smoking hot muscle dad, beautiful body, huge thick cock and a fister, all of which are major turn ons for me. I won’t omit the fact that he’s also a really nice guy. He was looking for a last minute hook up before he had to head out to a business meeting and then head home to Massachusetts. He really wanted me to come over and I really wanted to go, but I wouldn’t have made it in time before he had to leave, so we called a “raincheck” for next time he’s in NYC. Sadly, he hasn’t been back since, but we’ve been texting back and forth for the last month. He asked me if I wanted to come up to his place in Mass this weekend.... keep in mind, though, he’s 3 hours a way, which to me if a hell of a drive for a hook up. He told me that I could stay over and we could make a whole night out of it- him breeding me multiple times, fisting me in his sling, etc. My initial thought was “hell no that’s too far,” but I’m really thinking about it and told him I’ll let him know. What do you guys think? Have you ever traveled this far for a hook up? Am I crazy if I go? Am I crazy if I pass him up and not go?

I've gotten a few inquiries the past few days via email and Twitter about people who can no longer access the site. Let me explain what's changed… My server is under CONSTANT attack. I spend a crazy amount of time trying to stop hackers and malicious bots. Then there are the spammers, who you've probably encountered. And lastly there are the assholes who often start out complaining about something (often they're insulted they got an infraction – they have this mentality that they should be able to do absolutely anything they want). Anyway, discussions with them can go downhill quickly and at some point I just ban them. If they actually threaten the site, I often ban their IP address as well as their ability to login (so they don't just create another use and cause problems that way). Anyway, out of all those scenarios there are quite a few IP addresses that need to be banned. In the past if an IP address was banned here, it wasn't banned on my other sites. If it was banned on my other sites it wasm't banned here. Well, that's changed. Now if an IP address is banned on any site, it's banned from the entire server for a year (from the date of the last problem). AND if enough IP addresses are banned in a range of IP addresses, then the entire range is banned and the ban goes for a year past the last problem date for any IP in the range. Honestly, I'm not sure how this manifests when it's happening, but it would be one of two things – either 1) It takes a while but you finally just get a timeout error message from your browser saying something like "unable to connect to host", or 2) Your browser gives you an error message saying the connection was refused. In both cases it won't be a pretty error message like you get sometimes on here (a page that still looks like Breeding Zone, but has an error). Instead it will be a default error message from your browser. Clearly, if you're reading this, then it's not affecting you, but it might in the future, or you might hear of someone else having the problem. What's important to realize is that, if it happens, you aren't being penalized (unless your an asshole who got himself banned), but rather your IP address is being penalized. What this means is that if you connect via another IP address, things will probably work again (unless the next IP you try is also banned). In most cases you can get another IP address if you turn off your Internet router when you to go bed and plug it back in when you wake up in the morning.

im a submissive slutty cumdump so guys know they can use me however they want and do whatever they want to me. that means some guys want to piss down my throat, up my ass, in my face or all over me. sometimes they don't ask me or tell me they are going to use me for a urinal. they just finish using me then piss in my mouth, pussy or all over me. do you like it when guys surprise you by pissing in your mouth or all over you?

This story is inspired by @swytch360 My Boy Stops PrEP My boy and I had an old fuckbuddy over for some fun a few weeks ago. Donnie had been POZ and undetectable for some time. I loved watching my boy take his big raw cock and cum over the years. We had seen him less and less in the past months and Donnie asked why. My boy said, honestly, that his sex drive was just waning. I’d noticed that too when fucking him myself or watching other buddies breed him. Donnie suggested it was actual risk that turned him on, reminding him that we’d started fucking together knowing he was POZ and undetectable long before we started PrEP. Now, it was like there were two safety barriers there. My boy nodded and agreed it wasn’t as hot taking his juicy loads as it used to be. My boy got an evil grin and suggested he try going off PrEP for a while. Donnie smiled back and told him he’d be honored to breed his unprotected ass. My boy led me and Donnie to the bathroom. He got the pill bottle and poured it into the toilet. He bent over and Donnie fucked him hard and flushed the john just as he bred my boy’s hole. We knew it would take 7-10 days for the protective meds to be flushed out of of my boy’s system. 11 days after his last pill, Donnie was back. We had a hot threeway. I ate my boy’s ass and sucked Donnie’s POZ cock, leaving it slick with spit. I even guided it into my boy’s hungry hole as he begged for POZ cum. Lately he’d been soft even getting pounded, but now his cock was rock solid, throbbing against his tight abs. My boy shot a big load all over the floor as Donnie filled his newly-unprotected boy pussy with fresh POZ cum. I got up to take a piss and came back to see them conspiratorially whispering to each other. After Donnie left, my boy asked me if it turned me on to see him off PrEP taking undetectable seed. I said YES! He asked me if I’d be ok seeing him take detectable seed. Even if I’d wanted to have said no, my boy could see I was rock-hard just thinking about it. A week later, Donnie arrived for our next newly-risky fuck session. He pulled up and honked his horn. My boy grabbed my hand and led us out to the car. We hopped in. Donnie and my boy knew where we were headed, but I was in the dark. A while later, we pulled up to a seedy bathhouse, the kind with gloryholes and private booths. Donnie signed us in as guests. He was a member, and by all appearances, a popular one. We went to his room and undressed. Donnie closed the door behind us for a little privacy even though anyone walking by would have heard what was about to happen. Again, I ate my boy’s ass and got it good and slick before guiding Donnie’s raw POZ cock into it. Once he was balls deep, Donnie turned to me and told me that he’d stopped his meds. While it would take a while to have potent POZ cum, he wouldn’t stop fucking my boy until he was no longer firing blanks. That got me so hard, knowing I was willingly participating in very risky behavior. Donnie could see I was about to cum just jerking myself off. He pulled back and let me breed my boy’s vulnerable unprotected hole. I caught my breath and pulled out as Donnie took my place. I loved seeing my NEG seed slosh out of my boy’s ass and all over Donnie’s POZ cock. Donnie shot off his dangerous POZ cum deep into my boy’s guts. When he pulled out, I saw a stranger tap his shoulder. While I had been fucking my slutty boy, Donnie had opened the door. Now, a gaunt guy with a saggy ass, round belly and sunken cheeks had shuffled in and was jerking a very impressive long cock sprouting out of a nest of silver pubes. Donnie laid down on the narrow mattress next to my boy and told him that a POZ daddy was going to fuck him too now. My boy just moaned and reached back, spreading his cummy cheeks apart for the toxic stranger to have his turn. That night, my boy took at least six POZ cocks in his raw boy pussy. We usually have a rule that no one sleeps over, but we made an exception for Donnie. When the three of us climbed into bed as the sun came up, my boy just held me and said, ‘thank you’ over and over. I held him as Donnie lined up his cock and pushed all of that toxic seed deeper and deeper inside my boy.

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I don't get too wrapped around the axle by typos in people's posts. I do, however, get really annoyed when I find an error in one of mine that I can't correct because, for some bizarre reason, the edit option is only available for a very short period of time. The other thing that makes me steam is when auto-correct doesn't like my vocabulary and decides to change the very uncommon word I meant to use, to a much more common and superficially similar word that makes absolutely no sense.

What really drives me crazy is the number of typos etc that show up in professionally produced content these days. Especially ye olde "mainstream media". There is so much pressure to get out so much news/content so fast that nothing is proofread properly anymore. I also just discovered a terrible typo in something I posted the other day, but the Breeding Zone Gods won't allow us to edit our old posts.

Becky took ten minutes to collect herself and she came out to the front desk and Javier said Doc wants to see you in a week, she said good I have Thursdays off so that work anytime. Javier said we have a 3 PM and am going to put you down for that. Doc also wrote two scripts for you, Becky said I don't have insurance and Javier piped up and said there is no charge for these if you take them to the address on the Pamphlet attached to the scripts. Javier then whispered, Doc is a little worried about you and he thinks you should go right away so I made you an appointment for 2 PM today. I have sent over the script and Doc will make sure they have all the information they need to help you. Becky left worries, what was wrong with her. Would she have to wait till the next session in order to find out. It was now 11 and she would only have time to get back to her place and grab a bite and then head over to the center. It was about ten blocks from her apartment. Becky got home to her studio apartment and for the first time she walked in and did not feel alone. She had a glow about her, she did not put two and two together but cumming in the doctors office gave her a warm feeling inside out. Becky quickly had some soup, brushed her teeth and put on some panties that were not wet and headed to the center. She did not want to be late since she had to walk. She arrived at ten till one and entered and handed the script to gentleman at the front. Young guy about 22 Becky thought, tall but not very good looking. His name was Marty and Marty said Doctor Bryan has been expecting you. Please have a seat and I will call you shortly. Marty called Becky and lead her into the back and an office not an exam room. In walked Dr Bryan while Marty was still in the room. Becky could not help but notice that Marty had a big bulge in his pants and having been so aroused this morning she wanted sex in the worst way and Marty was right there. Becky thought to herself maybe Marty would fuck her after work but he would need to bring his own condom because it looked like an average sized condom would not fit him. Dr Bryan told Marty he would call him when he needed him and to shut the door on the way out. He sat down and jumped right into it, Becky do you know why you have been sent here, Becky said no not really. Doc Bryan said, you are not functioning properly from the test you have taken and Doctor Martin has processed your labs and you are allergic to condoms. It has done a number on you and he sent you here to help you while you are waiting for your body to heal and to go on birth control. Becky thought she was going to cry, how would she have sex and although she was so horny to have Marty fuck her she would not do it without a condom. Doc Bryan said, there are three things you are here for. The first is we need to monitor your vaginal progress and this can be done with this, he led up a little pill and told Becky it had a camera in it,, it would be able to send back pictures inside her vagina so Doc Martin could see her progress. No more condoms by the way. It is very serious what you have. In order to heal you need to stay moist and have orgasms every day. Fortunately you are not the only one who has ever had this and we have had great success in treating it. All can recover as long as they follow all instructions and we have had great success with the exception of two. One refused to give up condoms and she had to have surgery and the other had to have a hysterectomy. I hope you will be one of the success stories. Let me pour you something so you can take this and we can go to the exam room after we talk about your treatment plan. Doc Bryan handed her some fruit punch and two pills. She took them and then Doc started to tell her about the two groups set up to help and the call line. Becky there are two groups, one is set up to pleasure you and stimulate you orally. Have you ever been eaten out to orgasm? Becky said no not really, well this group is set up and you can arrange for that her or with home visits. The second group is a fixed group, they have all been fixed and pose no risk of pregnancy. You will be encouraged to have vaginal sex but can not use condoms so this group will help you. It is all clinical and physical and some women (most) use a blindfold I will give you so they can enjoy themselves without any uncomfortable emotions just pleasure but the most important thing is that you keep your vagina most so it can heal and having cum in it helps. I know this may be overwhelming but you are in good hands. Becky started to feel woozy but hornier then she had all day. Lets get you to an exam room, Marty can you come in her. Marty entered and Doc said show Becky to exam room three. They entered and there was a low large bed sofa and a towel was placed on it. Marty handed her a gown and said he would be back in in five minutes and right on time he was. Lay on the two for Doc and place this on. He wants you to practice. What Becky did not know was she was tape the entire time, Becky as tingly all over and feeling like she was going to pass out. Becky wanted to get off so bad as she laying there with her blindfold on. The door opened and Becky could tell someone was there but did not move and then her gown was pulled off of her and she was naked now. Normally she would feel self conscious but in her partied up state she just felt horny and wanted someone to touch her. Slowly a hand began to touch her lightly, her breast and then traced down her abs to her legs and with one hand pulled her left leg up and then to her right and some movement on the bed and a warm tongue on her vagina and it felt so good and whoever it was brought Becky to orgasm in ten minutes and then slowly kissed his way p her abs and sucked her nipples, she felt pressure on her clit and as he worked up to kiss her neck she realized it was a dick a really big one. She wanted it inside her, all of it. The guy slowly rubbed her clit with his leaking prick and then slide down so his slow movements and a new angle would allow him to slide into her wet cunt and fuck her senseless. Becky thought he is too big, I can not take him. as he stretched her pussy but after four minutes of slow and steady pressure he was all the way inside her. The guy fucked Becky for twenty minutes making her cum twice before he blew his load inside her. Withdrew and left, Becky remained spent but the door opened and she thought maybe he wanted more. The guy on top of her felt different and his dick was even thicker but not as long and he slide slowly in her and fucked her for ten minutes and shot his load in her. Marty did come back in and fuck her with his big long dick and so did Doc Bryan. Four loads now in her, She dozed off for an hour and then woke and Marty entered and told her first physical therapy was finished and to get dressed and to met him out front. While Becky got dressed she was still horny, she wanted party to fuck her so bad or had he already fucked her? She came to the desk and said what happened in there, for that you will have to ask Doc Bryan. He wanted me to give you this, says you are to orgasm at the very least twice a day, having the guys from the sterile and fixed group cum inside you is also suggested to shorten your recovery time. I have called you an uber, here is my number in case you need anything. Becky smiled, Marty gave her his number.

This☝️. Sometimes I’ll stay soft while getting fucked and I’ve had a number of tops try to coax me into “enjoying” it more. I think more vers/tops understand that there is a whole different pleasure to be had. I hit a peak from being fucked that is way more intense than a “normal” orgasm and it leaves me panting in a heap unable to talk. Sometimes I do shoot cum from this, but not always. What I always feel is fulfilled. Some guys, sadly, feel like a bottom not waving a hard cock and spraying spunk everywhere is a commentary on their performance. Honestly it isn’t. I am enjoying it. Just keep pounding away! 👍

Totally agree, the very high level of anal sensation takes charge and is incredibly intense...

So, Recently my boyfriend has been asking me to 'Slip him something, and line up the guys." Anyone have any suggestions, I regularly play with molly and g but nothing that would take his choices away. He's an adorable 18yo twink. I'll re-post with pics later. Also have plenty of pics and vids of us on Scruff - Catastrophe.

I believe it is far more complicated than just saying, 'gay porn is racist'. You have what sells, which, historically, has been a specific type. Niches come in with alternative offerings, which while offers up some new representation, still supports and reinforces stereotypes (big black top, asian bottoms, fiery latinos, etc. including twinkly bottoms, big-dick-jocks, etc. which can create challenges for some people, I would argue is not as damaging as representation that generalizes an entire race of people). There is no way that you, or I, individually, can challenge and force producers to create more porn. What we can do is find other openminded gay men who want to discuss this, and try to have healthy and sometimes awkward and angry dialogue about what turns us on. I spent the first decade of my life as a top, refusing to bottom because I didn't want to live that stereotype. I'm also an Asian guy who is not hairless, super-twinky, and 5'6. In reflection, despite the rejection (where racism is not always the case) and the outright racism (which includes assumptions and rejections, too) that I've experienced, I surprised a few guys who were turned on by the fact that I was a top -- and albeit, in ten years, I can only recall three -- they acknowledge I opened their minds a little. At the end of the day, porn companies are businesses. They produce what sells. If you want to make a change, there are several options to make an impact -- OnlyFans or JustForFans -- write up some articles or share content that represents what YOU want to see, etc. As for the MAGA-hat wearing, anti-Cop shit -- that I feel ... while repulsive at times, is more nuanced. The difference is, are the individuals watching, able to separate the fantasy from the reality and not let it warp their perception of reality and how they operate in the world. blah blah blah humans can be basic -- but they can also be really awesome, they just need help. Dialogue is a part of that, and sometimes, more often than not, the most difficult thing to get started.

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...

Had this guy that lives in San Francisco come visit his sister here in Los Angeles. He has fucked me before. He only comes to LA like twice a year. So when he sent me a message today at 7am saying he was in LA . I canceled on the grindr guy I was talking to. This guy from San Francisco is hot and Puerto Rican big 9 inches and thick down there . Fuck he made me moan in pleasure. Came deep In me . Said he leaving Wednesday so he will fuck for the next two days . Yes!!

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?

I was once sucking a guy off at a gloryhole. With his dick still hard he just started pissing. No warning, and he told me to swallow it all of course, I did

I just took some guys load in his apartment only a few feet away from his parents sleeping in their bedroom. he said "don't worry, they know I bring sluts home to fuck"lol

The other day I hooked up with this hot otter from Grindr for the first time. Walked up to his place knocked on the door. He let me in showed me where the bedroom was. He had the hottest Scottish accent, we made out, I sucked his thick dick. Turned around sat on his face and we 69ed. I blew him while he rimmed me. Then he fucked me missionary a little bit, then doggy. He fucked sooo good and bred the fuck out of me

A true cumdump has no say in who gets to fuck its ass and dump loads of cum into it. They exist to suck cocks, get fucked and take loads. A faggot just needs to make its body available for as many men as possible to fuck. A true bottom boy never turns away ANY cock for any reason. He just takes it and thanks the men for dumping their loads in him. No questions asked, no condom required.

Blindfolding is a good way to show a cumdump whore what it is for and that it doesn't matter what the men fucking them look like. Faggots exist to take mens loads and a true whore will let any man fuck it bareback and share its fuckhole with other men, even whore it out. Once a faggot gets used to getting fucked by literally ANY MALE, it can fulfil its purpose as a fuckhole.

A few hours pass by and the party is in full swing. There's 17 and 18 yr old boys and girls enjoying themselves all around the house, we had kept the party to the living room and the kitchen and the patio area outside and there was a few other parents acting as chaperone around the place too. All was going very well and everyone was having a really good time. The music was playing some of the hits of the day and there was a makeshift dance floor and dance competition going on with some of the lads and girls, all good clean fun. A few of those kids that were eligible were enjoying a beers and wines and the adults mingled with each other sipping their beverages too. I went back into the kitchen from outside to top up and get myself another bottle of beer, I came up to my BF in the kitchen and he wasn't in the best of form; he told me that he had just been called to work - he's in the medical profession like myself and was off the drink as he knew there was a possibility of a callout - I was off callout rotation so was enjoying the beer flowing. We checked with a few colleagues to see could anyone cover but between us there wasn't an option, he had to go in. I told him not to worry, go explain to the kids and I'd lock up the house afterwards, he said that his daughters were going to go home with their mother shortly but Dean would stay in the house himself if I wanted to go home to my own place but would be welcome to stay even though he wasn't going to be here. 2 hours later the party was dying down, most people had left and there was just a group of lads hanging out around the fire pit outside on the patio area. I was tidying up the living room, collecting glasses and what not when I found myself chatting to Kyle, one of Deans friends. Kyle was 19, had probably more than one to many beers and was in great form, just rambling while he sat on the couch watching me clean up around him. Kyle was also on the swim team with Dean, we talking about the coaches concerns and that Dean had not taken his talk earlier that day well. I said that Dean and his Dad had talked and they'd get through it. Kyle made a remark, through his drunken conversation, saying if Dean concentrated on his pool regime as much as he did trying to have sex he'd be on the Olympic team already. I said thats a conversation that Dean and his dad had to have and I wasn't getting involved. Kyle gave me a comment back "well you should because you're part of that conversation even if you don't realise it" I was taken aback, asked Kyle what he meant by that and he just got up, walked over to me, grabbed my cock and balls through my pants and said "Dean wants them more than the Olympics" and walked out of the room. I was stunned and standing there with a rubbish bag in my hand I froze at what I had just heard; with that I heard the last group of people leave the house and I went out to say my goodbyes and watch them get into taxis and head away. I went back out to the patio area and there was nobody left, I assumed Dean had already passed out from the beers and gone to bed so I started to lock up, I powered down the fire pit, switched off all the outside lights and looked at my watch, it was coming up to 3am. There really wasn't any point in me trying to get a cab to go home so I decided I'd stay in my BF's house, this was the first time I did this without him being there. I did the last of the tidying up and started to walk upstairs and as I reached the top I heard what sounded like moaning sounds coming from Deans bedroom. I had assuming he was gone to sleep, the door wasn't closed so I gently pushed it in and there I saw a man standing at Deans bed with his pants down around his ankles, a large hairy ass with two hands around it and Dean sucking him off like a pro! I froze, didn't know where to look or what to do. My shock was interrupted by the sounds of this man letting out a growl which I knew was a sign of relief that we all have when we blow our loads. I stood back out into the hall and I could hear the sounds of a pants being pulled up and a zip and belt being tightened again. I needed to move away from the door so I headed back down the stairs and then turned around to pretend I was walking back up without knowing what had just happened.

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

I have been working at the building now 3 months and doing great but I’m still a virgin as to have never been fuck in the ass. Every shift I work I see guys get as fuck up as you can with drugs and have so much fun with each other and my desire to do so grows every day to have few men take me as their bitch. Larry as me is I would do a private shift as the rest of the place is closed so it will just the bar tender and me working. I see 5 men come and they head to the big room 1 is a young twink early 20s and is on a dog leach 2 of them look sick as they are very thin and the other 2 are very well built. I’m waiting for the green light to go on and for an hour it does not go on , then this guy who is dressed in a business suite & brief case walks witch is against the rules but he is being escorted by security. The green light goes on , I go in and its like they are having a business meeting with 5 naked men and 1 in a suite , the young boy is on his knees and papers are on the table, I’m ask to be a witness to the signing of the papers and about what is said. They are here to infect this boy with the HIV and the 2 sick looking certify that they are in fact they are not on meds and have AIDS. The other 2 are the boy owners as I found out later they have stable of boys who work for them. The one in the suite is a real lawyer who I have see here before , he ask the boy if he know why he is here , he says is to become infected with the HIV and become POZ, the boy signs the papers and then ask me to be a witness to the boy signing the legal papers. The lawyer leaves the room, I see the 2 sick guys putting a nasty looking ring in the head of their dick as I have see others have a Prince Albert but not like this.I’m told to get a case of water 6 heavy Gatorade ( I now know what is in the Gatorade GHB) 2 light points and 6 heavy points, poppers ,shards and some E pills as they want to keep this boy up for hours. As I’m leaving O don’t forget a few tooth brush ,what has me they are not asking for any lube? It takes me a few trips to bring all the supplies back as the 2 sick one are saying you are going to be our bitch tonight and get knock up with our babies. This boy is hairless like I am now but he looks so happy, they tell me any time I want to come in a watch I can as they leave the door open and there is really no one else here . So the bar tender and I will be watching this. The 2 sick guys take the boys and put him face down as one spreads his ass cheeks they spit by his hole and take the tooth brush, the boy is in some pain as they work the brush in his hole very deep, they take shard and stick that in and work the brush in again. The brush is coming out blood red and the shard is doing it’s work as they turn the boy over and strap his arm and give him a heavy slam and I have never see someone cough so much and the P.A. on the 2 sick one are just nasty looking. They turn him over and just ram their dick in this beautiful looking boy , even being this high he is screaming in pain and it does not take a long time for him to drop his toxic load in him , when he pulls out his dick is covered in cum and blood then goes right in front of the boy and with out saying a word the boy take the dick right into his mouth and cleans off the cum and blood as he finished the sick one says great job and gives him a kiss. The other one jumps turns the boy over on his back with the boys legs over his head and with the boys hole exposed puts his face right to it and is licking it clean , then takes his dick and rams it in this boys wreck hole wile the other 2 are twisting the boys nipples and giving him poppers and telling him he will soon be very busy boy working for them. They spend hours fucking , slamming and infecting this boy . What seamed very strange they all left but left the boy and told me to take care of him WTF, I call Larry and he says someone is coming down and for me to make sure the plug in the boy ass does not fall out. The boy is so fuck up he can’t even stand up and is asking for someone to fuck him as his hole is so empty even with a large butt plug in his hole. Security comes down and ask me to help and we are caring the boy , when we get to the third floor witch I have never been to before the door is already open, we set him on the bed as a nurse comes in and smiles and says nice a new member of the brother hood and spreads the boy ass cheeks and say they did good work as he puts a leather strap around his waist and through his crouch to hold the plug in.The nurse says to me in a few weeks he will be sick with the flu and in the mean time I will be taking care on him as he takes a syringe and injects something in his arm. As I'm leaving the floor the nurse says maybe one day he will be seeing me here and you can become a member of the brother hood.