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Chapter 2; After my morning lessons I had my usual strict homemade lunch to keep inline with optimal nutrition for optimal performance, both mental and physical, and done some revision. And then came my game of rugby. As always I was getting changed with my team mates in the changing room I was meant to be meeting with my 'Scruff' Dom, and on this occasion as I sat there in my kit my hairy ass-hole automatically twitched as I began to long for my post game meet. Mr Jackson bellowed; - C'mon, let's go. We played our game (my team lost), and afterwards I decided to walk the grounds for a while as the mixture of emotions I felt lastnight began to surge from the pit of my stomach. Okay, it was time. Would he actually turn up, whomever it was. I returned to the changing room, and Mr Jackson was there, taking a shower. He was facing away from me, and, there was no one stood where they said they would be, so, I sat down patiently on the changing benches. My showering P.E teacher turned around, only to display a very hairy chest lathered up in shower gel, and, above his low hanging balls was his Dick like I had never seen it before; FULLY ERECT! I was immediately lusting to have that beauty fucking my tight virgin ass. I looked upto his face, and he was looking directly at me, and gave an all knowing smile before he turned around again to continue his shower. Once washed he dried himself, still sporting this massive boner which I couldn't help but repeatedly look at. Once dried he put his towel around his neck, then stood in front of the shower area, with his back to it, and just stood there. OMG, it IS him! I looked up at him, to see an authoritative stud-smile looking back at me. My heart immediately started to pound away from my adrenaline rush as I stood up to undress. I hurriedly stripped my very hairy body naked, knelt before him, and clasped my hands as was clearly instructed to me lastnight. I had fantasized for years about kneeling before a Dom, giving over all control, and here I was. He took hold of his now fully erect Dick, took a step forward so he was now towering right over me, and began to masturbate over me. At first I could not help but notice those insane low hanging hairy balls of his swing back and forth as he tugged away. How I longed to take them into my mouth. I looked up at his face, to see him looking down at me with an intent fixed focus, and it was only a few minutes until that intent fixed focus changed into his face beginning to scrunch up in time with his breathing becoming heavier. Then, his mouth opened to let out a huge grunt with only seconds later my chest feeling something hot and wet landing on it. I instinctively looked downwards to see thick ropes of cum squirting out from his Dick splashing all over my chest. I had only had my own cum on me until this moment. It felt great. Even better that it was his. Once he was done and my chest had been coated generously with his thick, creamy, salty sperm he broke the verbal silence; - You are impressing me Thomas in your quest to be 'owned'. I am certainly taking careful consideration in taking full ownership of this fresh strapping young Man kneeling before me. If you wish to proceed for such full ownership to take place, then you will scoop up some of my cum from your chest, put it in your mouth, and swallow, all the while looking right into my eyes. Once you have swallowed, you will say; 'Thank you, Sir'. And that is just what I did! - Thank you, Sir. - Good boy. As I looked down at my chest to admire the rest of his generous coating of Dom-spunk, we heard the outer door to the changing room swing open. Someone was coming in. - Quick boy, jump into the shower. I jumped in, quickly turned the water on, and faced with my back to Sir and the incoming person. He took the towel from his neck and pretended he was drying himself. The inner door to the changing room swung open, and in walked another teacher. - Aaaaaahhhh, Mr Jackson, I thought I might find you here, I wanted to talk to you about .... This other teacher started to babble on about something I wasn't interested in thus did not pay any attention to. I was pretending to shower, well, I was semi taking a shower, but I was also discreetly scooping up more of Sir's salty cum from my chest, and eating it. It tasted so fucking GOOD!! I scooped up more and lathered it into my hair as though I was washing it. Well, I had to make my shower look authentic now 😉 The other teacher soon left, leaving myself and Mr Jackson alone again. He joined me in the shower, and there we were, facing each other, water cascading down our hairy bodies, mine covered in mud from the game earlier, and his recent explosion of Dom-cum. I took the last bit of his sperm that I could find, scooped it up, and reached behind me, fingering it into my hairy hole. - I see where you will be wanting some of my loads in the future. Very nice! For now boy, I want you again to kneel before me with your hands behind your back. - Yes Sir. I once again knelt before him, looked up, and saw his Dick starting to grow even though he had just shot his load all over me. I so needed him to be deep inside of me, fucking my brains out, and this time coating the insides of my ass, instead of my chest. Before his Dick had the chance to become fully erect he took hold of it, stood over me, and ordered me to open my mouth and to keep it open, then started pissing all over my chest. 'Oh YES', that felt so good. Compared to the cooler shower water it felt like a soothing hot bath. It felt that good I'd be more than happy to bathe in his warm salty piss. He leaned in closer and took his aim higher so that his Golden-juice was now shooting into the centre of my very open wide mouth which soon filled up. I didn't know what to do at this point, but instinctively swallowed, then opened wide for more. I could tell my drinking up was pleasing him immensely.

This story is inspired from when I was at school, and I used to discreetly perv on my P.E teacher taking a shower after games as my class and we would change back into our school uniforms ~ Enj0y. Chapter 1; I Thomas, grew up in a very strict, religious household with my Mother, Father, and my twin brother Peter in the City. We are a close family, and my twin brother and I were I say raised rather differently from others our age. Neither of us got our own laptops until we both turned 16 years of age, and we only got a mobile phone at age 11. However, we were not allowed Smart-Phones just yet, like everyone else in our class had. We were only allowed a basic handset which we would only use if we really needed to, and no one really had our numbers except for family members. My brother and I had always had our own separate bedrooms, yet spent much time with one another in each others rooms. We shared many similar interests, although he was more of the nerdy academic, whilst I was much more into my sports, particularly gymnastics, so over the years my body became naturally very much athletic with intense training from a young age. When we reached that 16 years of age milestone we got our laptops, which were meant to help towards studies for when we started our A-levels at secondary school after completing the initial mandatory five years there. Unfortunately, of that year our Grandmother became sick, and it was I who out of my brother and all my cousins who happened to have that much closer bond with her, and it was finally agreed I would defer a year from commencing A-levels to look after her at our home, and try and nurse her back to health. Sadly that never materialized, and after 11 months of looking after her, she passed away. During those 11 months I spent most of the little spare time I had exploring what was deep within me via the internet on my new gadget. By now I knew I was Gay, but had not done anything about it, nor told anyone (except for my twin brother). Not only did I know my sexuality, I knew it was in my DNA to submit to an Alpha-Male. I felt more than just a run of the mill 'Bottom'. I had a burning desire to submit body, AND my mind! I developed a fascination for cigar smoking Leather-Doms. Something about them made my untouched hairy ass-hole twitch. And I also knew that I whenever I were to be fucked it have to be RAW; Condom-Porn just seemed to alien, It did not look or feel right. Seeing Dick slide inside another Man's ass BARE spoke volumes to me. The following year I finally got to commence my A-levels prior to going to university. My brother was now on his second year with his A-levels. As we were born the middle of February, by the time I finally began I was 17 years and 7 months of age. I had opted to study; Physical Education (P.E), Art, Drama, Geography, History and Biology. My P.E teacher for the next two years happened to be no less than the infamous Mr Jackson. He only worked at the school a few days a week, and generally only taught the A-level students, although, he would occasionally teach the younger lot if a teacher happened to be off sick. During the years I would sometimes catch him after games taking a shower, as we all got changed, and I would from the corner of my eye discreetly perv over him; He had a solid rugby build, was super hairy, and sported a classic 70s mustache. Yet, what really captivated me were his super low hanging balls. They really did fascinate me in a way I could not quite yet fully comprehend. He lived a 45 minute drive out of the City in a village, where he had his main business, being a private gymnastics coach. Next to his house he had a gymnastics studio, and adjoining that was a building behind with an indoor swimming pool with lounge and shower areas. The lounge section had a seating area with a leather couch, a few leather armchairs and a few coffee tables, plus a pool table. Opposite to the lounge area was a small breakfast bar, and in the other corner was the shower area. It would be 5 months into my A-levels when I turned 18 that I would first encounter with a male, although, I would still remain untouched sexually. My brother and I got those all illusive Smart-Phones on our 18th Birthdays that our class friends had for absolutely years already. Our parents had also promised us both something else for our birthday presents, tailored to our individual characters, which we would get later on in the week. Back in my room I downloaded the app 'Scruff', making a small profile. But, I was too scared to put a profile pic. I was not out yet. I did however allude to the fact that I was submissive, and looking to be 'OWNED'. A few days later at school, during break time I was checking 'Scruff' when a few messages came through from a few faceless profiles. The one that grabbed my attention, even though without a pic, came from someone who was very much assertive; - You will send me a recent face pic of yourself for my consideration in taking complete ownership of you, boy. - Yes Sir. Calling me 'boy' immediately tapped into my inner sub who was super eager to get out and explore, and be explored ...*IMAGE sent* - Well well well Thomas, aren't you full of surprises. - Oh my god. Who is this? - Never mind who I am. I need to know for certain if you are appropriate for my requirements. Tomorrow after your game of Rugby, you will go to the changing rooms, and whoever happens to be standing with their backs to the showers, you will without saying a word stand in front of them, strip naked, and kneel before them, placing your hands behind your back, keeping them there. If there is no one standing their when you arrive, you will sit and wait on the changing benches. - Yes Sir - Good boy. You are off to a very good start addressing me as Sir. A true sub will always know how to communicate appropriately with his 'OWNER'. And so you know from the outset, you are not permitted to touch your Dick. - Thank you Sir. And yes, I understand. Fuck, just writing 'OWNER' in capital letters like that made me physically tremble. But, how did he know I played Rugby!? After dinner at home and spending sometime with my parents, and brother Peter, I went to my room, and re read my brief chat with this mystery man. Should I go ahead with his instructions? I began to feel nervous; - Good evening Sir. - Evening, Thomas. - I am not sure about tomorrow. I feel very nervous. - Channel your fear into a determined energy. Are you determined to be 'OWNED'? - YES Sir. Yes, yes I am. How will you know what time my game finishes? - Don't worry, I have all that information to hand. I went to bed that evening and couldn't sleep for hours, laying there, my mind racing, tossing and turning, wondering who it was I would be potentially meeting tomorrow, with all kinds of thoughts and emotions running through me, ranging from fear all the way through to excitement. I ended up needing to have a wank to release the tension, so I could then get to sleep. The next day as usual my brother drove us to school as he had passed his driving test a few months ago. All I had today was Geography & History all morning, then P.E later in the afternoon.

Chapter 21; Clinic / PEP 💊 When I finally woke up I felt fucking dreadful, and my cunT felt super sore, as did my tits. I didn't have the strength to shower, so just dressed in my lounge gear and monged out all day. My Lew seemed to sense something was not quite right, and was pleading for us to have a video chat. I messaged him saying I was feeling very tired, and that we could video chat tomorrow night (Monday) at 11pm my time. That seemed to go down well, and calmed him down. He kept messaging me throughout the day saying how much he missed me. Sunday soon came and went, and Monday morning was here. I had woken late, and had a monster of a sore throat, and still felt terrible. I rolled into work 1 hour late, and even without showering. I was dressed smartly, but, was still covered in cum and piss! My sexy hunk of a boss Ayan came over; - I am so sorry I am late. I promise it won't happen again. - Don't worry. Did you have a good weekend? You look as though you have not had much rest! - Er, yeah, I went to a party. But I now seem to have a really bad sore throat. - You haven't been sucking on Gonorrhea dripping Dick have you [ he teased ] - Erm ... - Oh, I see, you did, did you [ Did he already actually really know? ] - Er, yes. *I sheepishly replied* He in a flash announced to the office manager he employed that he was leaving the office, and took me with him, taking me to the nearest sexual health clinic. - I have to go back to work, but you get seen here. And, you are to take the rest of today off, and take tomorrow off too. I am away on business from Wednesday until next Tuesday, so, I'll see you next week. Good luck. - Thank you, boss. I had only been waiting for about 30 minutes when a nurse called me in. We went through my sexual history, which until Friday had been very vanilla, tame, and monogamous. She soon learned through her probing that two and a half days ago I had undertaken in very high risk sex, with unprotected fucking as a bottom from detectable tops with HIGH viral loads, had taken chems, taken blood slams, been exposed to Hep C, and Gonorrhea. She done a rapid HIV test which of course came back negative, and took further bloods to cover for HIV, Syphilis, and Hep C. And she also swabbed my Penis, Rectum, and Throat. I wonder what she must have been thinking when swabbing my battered cunT!? I was made to wait after this initial consultation with tests for about 1 hour when I was called back into the same room, and same nurse. - Okay Steven, I have the results of your swabs back. You are negative for Gonorrhea in your Penis, but Positive in your throat and Rectum. I shall give you a shot of antibiotics for that in a moment. And, I have spoken with a Doctor, and it has been agreed to give you a 4 week course of PEP, considering your extremely high risk sexual behaviour from Friday. But, you need to start taking it today. And we'll see you again here in 4 weeks time. She gave me the antibiotic shot in my ass, then had me seated again to go through the whole PEP thing. She actually broke the foil on the blister pack, partly pushing out the first pill, whilst fetching me a glass of water. - You can start now if you like [ she seemed to be pressing the situation very hard ] - Er, can I take it in the bathroom. I prefer not to have someone watching me. She obliged my request. Once in the bathroom I tipped the water down the toilet, sat down, and stared at the partly opened blister pack. I mean, did I really want to take this course of pills. I knew if I did not start this course today that I would without doubt become HIV+. Something I had for years avoided any kind of contact with, as it scared me. And now, well, something inside me was changing, in more ways than one. The vanilla DNA of old was being replaced with toxic DNA, not just in body, but in mind too. I spent the afternoon walking around town window shopping, and grabbing bites to eat here and there. I eventually found myself sitting in a park, and took the partly opened blister pack out, staring at it again, and at a particular moment the sun reflected on the foil, I had a lightbulb moment; I did NOT want to take these damn pills. I was READY to embrace the nasTy PiG within, and allow myself to become a fully fledged poz fucker. Using a map I decided to make my way home with a long walk. Once inside my block I made my ascent to the top floor. When I got there I saw Ramon sitting outside his front door, reading. He looked up at me with a stern cross look on his face. - Thanks to you my fiance has put taking his new medication on hold for the time being. He will be over to see you at yours at 9pm. And he has a message for you; You are to be douched, and ready to go out. Oh, and leave your door off the latch. My Edward is not keen on knocking and waiting. He closed his book, and went back inside. What on earth could what he have just said meant. And why exactly was he so cross with me. With everything that went on today it completely slipped my mind that I was meant to be having a video chat with my Lew at 11pm. Would that cross over with the time that I was supposedly going to be out with Edward? At 9pm on the dot he came in, and ordered me to my knees. And he just stood there, arms folded, in silence. But, unlike Ramon, his look wasn't cross and angry. He looked cocky and very pleased with himself. He pulled down his shorts, then his jockstrap, and there was the reason. A Dick leaking Gono pus! - See what you have caused you nasTy filthy fucking WHORE! I had decided to start my new meds today, but you have helped me decide to hold off from that avenue for a little while longer. It's time for some fun. Now have you douched? - Yes Sir.- Good boy. - I did get diagnosed with Gonorrhea in my ass and throat today at the clinic, and received a shot for it. I must have become infecTed Friday night. A depraved smirk came across his face. He took his semi hard Gono pus leaking Dick and shoved it in my mouth, holding firmly behind my head and pulling it in tightly so my nose was nestled into his pubes. I felt his Dick slowly grow as I was forced to smell his musky crotch, and could only imagine the pus leaking into and down my throat. Would the antibiotic shot I had earlier cover for this fresh batch of incoming pus? He pulled out and pulled his shorts up. He got me to sit on my couch, putting a tourniquet on my arm. Oh no, I knew what this meant. More meTh. Well, almost. Out from his pocket he pulled out what he was about to give to me ....

Chapter 19; *Hyperspermia* This rough looking weathered-bull Edward who Ramon was so lucky to be dating took his fisT out, and slid his forever increasingly t☢️xic Dick of recent times inside of me. He took about five strokes, then suddenly stopped, quickly pulling out. - Fuck. I have to stop, else I am gonna shoot. It has been a long while, and I am so ready to bust my nut. It isn't going to take much at all for me to start cumming. And I have to warn you 'boy', I suffer from hyperspermia! - I don't know what that is, Sir. - It means, certainly in my case, that I cum an abnormally HUGE amount of cum. And I shoot for a good couple of minutes. I really do not know where it comes from. - PLEASE GIVE it to me, Sir. - Ramon, get the large Butt-Plug, and get ready to plug him the moment I withdraw my t☢️xic Dick. - Yes Daddy. Damn, I wish it was my cunT you were spraying your dirTy load up, Daddy. I could tell Edward wasn't all that happy with the last comment from his boyfriend, but, it fell from his mind as he returned his complete attention back towards me. He slid back inside my diseased ridden cunT, slowly, balls deep, then slowly sliding all the way back out again, whilst pausing for several seconds, then sliding all the way back in, and again slowly sliding all the way back out, and once again needing that several second pause. He done this only 4 times when he knew he could not hold out any longer. His ravaged weathered face puffed and growled as he looked deep into my meTh fueled eyes, with the tip of his Glans Cock head slightly past the opening to what were now my well and truly gaping cunT lips. He was SO ready to let go of a 3 week load of t☢️xic cum, hyperspermia style, and I was oh so ready to accept the imminent FLOOD! That was it, the wait was over, and he plunged in, gave 2 quick strokes, and was now past the poinT of no return. His big hands grabbed tightly onto the sling chains as he looked at me with his face contorting amidst loud gruffly growling grunTs. Oh sweet Jesus, now I know why he felt the need to give me a fair warning of the MASSIVE load his was about to unleash on and IN me! Among the 160 loads I took lastnight / this morning, there was not a single one that felt remotely like this. I could literally feel each very large squirt of cum hit the insides of my guts, and no sooner had one huge rope of cum squirted from his Dick of vintage DNA, another would be propelled into my nasTy cunT at a great velocity. Around where my urinary bladder area was beginning to feel an odd sensation, like a sudden high pressure had abruptly made itself known; - Oh Fuck. Oh Fuck. Oh shit. This feels weird. Something feels strange. Fuck. Fuck. - Ramon, get ready to plug this boy's cunT. Quickly. Hurry up, 'boy'. - Yes Daddy. Sorry Daddy. By now what he was shooting into me was spilling out, and he wasn't even fucking me as he shot his dirTy load. He was simply impaled, deep, holding that position. So, for it to be spilling out, fuck, there had to me an intense amount. He suddenly pulled out, and I was immediately plugged. And now I could see what I had just been feeling. HUGE rope after rope of this hot sexy bulls unmedicated HIV+ cum squirting all over the place. He quickly came around the side to my face, and rammed his heavily squirting Dick into my mouth. Again, with the many loads I took down my throat lastnight / this morning, none were near as close as powerful as this, with each thick rope of cum hitting the back of my throat so hard that is was causing a tickling irritation, and I could feel myself having the urge to cough. Several HUGE squirts were forced down my throat, and together with the tickling sensation intensifying and the lack of time to breath between squirts caused me to now cough and splutter, with my remaining air pushing out this horny super bull's Dick out of my mouth. For fuck sake, he was STILL cumming. His loud gruffly growling grunTs continued as he now began to literally heavily drench my face. How could someone cum so much. This was surely not humanely possible. Well, I can tell you, it IS! Having giving me at least a dozen large squirts on my face he came back around to my now plugged cunT, and finished spraying his hot sticky load all over my chest and abs, with even some hitting my chin, as though my face had not already just received a heavy soaking. As his orgasm waned, I lay there, completely drenched by his t☢️xic sperm, inside and out. FUCK. Ramon was one lucky boy. Or maybe not, as he wasn't getting any longer what I just had, not since Edward had become detectable. I looked over at Ramon, who was fiercely finger fucking his own cunT again, looking at my cum soaked body longingly, wishing that it was he laying in the sling instead. Edward left the playroom, to clean up I guess. - Hey Ramon, why don't you scoop some of your Man's cum up, and finger it up your NEG cunT? I mean, whilst yo are paying it the attention that you are. His eyes lit up, and he jumped up, scooped a load of his boyfriend's t☢️xic juice from my belly, flopped himself back on the bean bag, and again began to finger himself. Only this time his intense frustration from when he was fingering himself before had lifted, to be replaced with a satisfied string of pleasurable groans. Now happy he was getting a little bit of what he really wanted. Edward the sexy charged-up hoT bull came back into the playroom, got himself dressed back into his cammo shorts and tight fitting tank top, and proceeded to put some items from the playroom shelf of tricks into a plastic shopping bag; - I think it is important that my boy Ramon and I as your new neighbours Steven give you a few little gifTs, as a token of welcoming you into our neigbourhood. Well, I was pretty chuffed with the gifT he had just given me! 😈 Into the bag went a vinyl play-sheet, a large dildo (well, I think starting with a small one now would be pretty poinTless), a bottle of poppers, a small rubber jock-strap, a manual douche, and a set of suction cups to continue giving my nipples a regular workout. My trackie bottoms also went into my 'welcome Steven gifT bag'.

Chapter 20; *Solo* - Lovely meeting you Steven, but you have to go now. My boy and I have a busy day ahead, including getting ready for entertaining our guests Todd & Ayan for Sunday brunch tomorrow. Darling, make sure our new neighbour gets inside his new home safely. - Yes Daddy. ''Ayan'' I thought. How many Ayan's could there be. Not a common name. Could it be my boss? And Todd? Surely not my Gono stud from lastnight? Did everyone know everyone in this City? I guess I would find out in time. I hopped out of the sling, absolutely drenched inside and out with Edward's massive load of t☢️xic fuck-juice, and began to walk, but, I soon found myself waddling, what with the huge plug stuffing my cunT shut. Edward patted my left ass cheek; - Don't worry, you can return the plug when you are finished with it. He smiled and winked at me, as Ramon led the way out of their home, and to my front door. I unlocked, opened, and went inside only to be followed by my escort. He shut the door, (to make double sure no one would hear what he had to say, especially Edward), leaned into my ear, and whispered; - I heard what you said to my fiance about having been a Dom-Top until lastnight. And what you said having taken broTherhood shoTs from Uncle Chad and Uncle Todd. I will be waiting in the wings for when you convert to being HIV+, and you WILL, and when you do, you WILL execute what I am being refused with on multiple occasions from my Man and his friends ---> poz my NEG cunT. He promptly left, leaving me with his words of determination. Not only did he leave me with his words, he purposefully left my door off the latch and slightly ajar, incase he or Edward wished to pay me a visit. Taking his words with me I waddled to my bathroom, not totally sure why I was going there. I lay my hands on the wash basin, looked into the mirror, and staring back at me was a manic G&T high fucked up expression of a nasTy PiG in heat, with Edward's cum literally dangling from my cheeks and chin. My sight was drawn to the track marks on my arms which seem to instantaneously cause a flood of vivid detailed flashbacks from my very own private conversion broTherhood-tina-shoT fueled gang-bang lastnight / this morning! Coupled with Ramon's 'bug chasing' words ringing in my head I looked deep into my eyes, snarling at my own reflection, as my new, much larger, and very SORE nipples wept through the broken skin; The Dom-Top within had not been lost. If anything, he was in the process of being reborn, as an unmedicated poz Top spreading the gifT! But for now, I needed MORE t☢️xic cum, and I knew just where to get it from. I got several mirrors from around my home and strategically placed them in the living room, where I then lay out the vinyl play sheet. Time for some solo fun! I got on all fours, and went to unplug my cunT, when I heard footsteps come down my hallway, and into my living room walked Edward with a 2 litre bottle of cola; - I just brought you this, in case you don't have anything, as you need to keep your blood sugar up in your state. And look at you, still enjoying your broTherhood-shoTs I see. He went into my kitchen and poured me a large cola, putting the bottle in the fridge to keep it chilled, came back into my living room, cola onto the coffee table, back to my front door and closed it so now no one could enter, back to where I was, shorts and socks off so he was now naked except for his tight fitting tank top, then knelt by my side, and pulled out the large butt-plug that was stuffing my now very well used cunT. A HUGE amount of t☢️xic sperm just sprayed out amidst a massive sloppy wet rippling cum-fart. - Oh fuck YEAH. I want to see more of where that came from. C'mon PiG, push it out, go on, push it out. Push out that nasTy death-seed. I pushed and pushed, with many more sloppy wet rippling cum-farts, and a ridiculous amount of more toxic cum just flowing out. This was way beyond just dripping. But, the more I pushed, the more I was pushing out more than just toxic sperm, because here I was now once again blooming my freshly made rose. 🌹 This seemed to really exciTe my bull of a neighbour as he relentlessly encouraged me to push out toxic cum from my cunT and in the process bloom my rose as wide as it could possibly go. And that was one huge full bloom as a cum dripping prolapse now hung between my legs. Edward crouched low behind me, licking and chewing on my ridged, inflammed, inside out cum soaked cunT. It seemed like he was down there for an eternity as I fell back much deeper into my G&T haze, my head laying on the vinyl play sheet, with loud groans of an 'on heat PiG' enjoying being USED! He came around to my head, and got me so my face was level with his, then shoved his tongue (with a mouthful of HIV+ cum from multiple anonymous men) deep down my throat. The joys of being felched, then snowballed. This PiG was learning very quickly! He abruptly got dressed and ready to leave; - Listen, I have Sunday brunch to prep for tomorrow, and LOTS more to do, so, I am going to have to leave you to it. Don't forget your cola. Blood sugar remember. See you soon you sluT. I swiveled around so my face was where my prolapse had been blooming, and all that nasTy t☢️xic death-seed had been dripping and flowing, and there I was confronted with an immense puddle of it that I had just pushed out by my knees. I did what any PiG in his right mind would do, and scooped it up, scoop after scoop and rubbed it all over my face and torso. I spent the afternoon pushing out much more of this cum, most of which I just had no idea where it had come from, and continued to rub it all over me. When I wasn't doing that I was rolling around on the vinyl play sheet to just let my body get covered ALL over, as I intensely rubbed and fingered my inside out cunT for a good few hours. It had got to the evening, and I saw my phone, which had been switched off all this time. I switched it on only to be literally bombarded with dozens upon dozens of messages from my Lew. An increasingly frantic boyfriend on the other side of the pond. I wasn't in any state, nor frame of mind to be chatting, so I hit off a quick message saying I had been busy working from home with some work projects, and meeting new friends for drinks in town, and that we could speak tomorrow, then, hit my phone OFF! I had a tiny nibble to eat, I just could not face much, and eventually passed out. Although, it was a highly disturbed sleep where I must have woken at least 30 times during the night.

Last night. my last (and best) night of my week long vacation at a gay resort in Palm Springs. Saw a guy watching me as i went into my room, so i made eye contact and left my door ajar. He was a little ways off, so by the time He looked into my room, i was naked, face down and ass up on my bed with a jar of Elbow Grease beside me. He came in and felt up my ass and fingered it and let out a sigh, and heard Him undressing. He mounted and slid in pretty quickly and was a wonderful fucker. He fucked maybe 10 minutes before cumming, and i was pretty verbal and grateful throughout the fuck, even more so because He seemed so pleased and happy to be there. When He left, i heard Him talking to a couple of guys walking by, and a few seconds later, they were in my room. One of them fingered my hole, feeling he last Tops load and checking out my hole. He made sounds and remarks that indicated He liked the look of it. His partner got on the bed next to me and offered His cock for me to suck, and that took no coaxing. i went for it hungrily as His partner mounted and pushed His cock into me. Fuck, He was huge and i let out a yelp and sucked harder and His partner came instantly in my mouth. i recovered, and bore down and pushed into the Awesome Top inside of me, and He said: "Good boy" which is a major trigger for me, like i've been previously hypnotized or something and that turns me instantly sub. i squeezed His cock with my pussy and He laughed and exclaimed "Good boy!!" again, and He owned me. He was big and long and immediately went for my second hole and opened and was fucking it. I was going a lot of moaning and mattress biting and after a good while, He asked: "how long can you go?" i was actually a little confused by the question (fuck fog?) and didn't answer, i just squeezed His cock with my pussy and He seemed to understand and kept fucking. He went quite awhile longer and when He came, He rammed deep into my second hole (which He had masterfully opened by then) and shot while making the most beautiful groans of pleasure. i rarely feel a Tops semen when He shoots, but i felt His. He withdrew after a pretty prolonged orgasm and gave my ass a few sweet slaps and said to HIs partner: "now we can have dinner." I lay there pretty wasted for a good while, even think i fell asleep. Made the whole trip worth it.

I started breeding when I was 13 years old, and I've always had this idea of doing things the natural way, the way it naturally should be. I used condoms a few times around that time, but soon realized it just wasn't natural to do it. Just the simple idea (fact) that my balls dont produce seed to be shot inside an unnatural rubber made me switch to bareback very soon. How can you call it sex or anything close to that if there is no skin on skin contact?

For some reason since I started barebacking I've been incredibly turned on by anonymous scenes where I wait door unlocked on al l4 ready for it. Recently found a black guy who wants the same, we hooked up today. He wanted me ass up lubed, douched, in jockstrap, wanted me blindfolded, and told me to not say a word and take it. Just my kind of scene. He came in early morning today, completely silent, me being nervous at having no idea who this guy is in this vulnerable position. He took the lube and fingered me for a few seconds, then wasted no time and started jamming his cock in. I haven't seen his cock but it must have been very thick because it really hurt, and he pulled out to put more lube before jamming it in balls deep. Ouchie, I was in pain but took it like a good boy. He was pretty rough and pounded me balls deep and grabbed my hair while doing it. After a few mins he started breathing fast and I could feel his cock pulse and breed me. When he pulled out I could feel some stickiness drip down my balls. He slapped his cock against my hole, presumably to wipe off all the cum, got dressed and left. Not a single word spoken in the whole encounter and here I was with my ass dripping with a complete stranger's cum. He just messaged me 10 mins after leaving telling me he liked how tight I was and that he was glad it hurt and happy that i wasn't a big baby about it, and told me to be ready again thursday at the same time and that he will be waiting in front of my building and I better be ready for him as he wants to make me his regular anon cumdump, without leaving me a choice. I feel so used and dehumanized and reduced to just a cum hole but loving it!

Yes, I'm a female. Yes, i like it raw and YES please cum i my pussy!https://assets.s3xstatic.com/bz/uploads/monthly_2019_11/964_1000.thumb.jpg.67f085d5fc56dc3430faf9b4fa3ff8e8.jpg

PREQUEL to Chapter 23; - Guys, you know it is no sex in the shower areas. It is for quick showering only! Once spent the weathered bull flopped on top of me, fucking me slowly, his crix belly against my lower back, with my cunT so full of his dirTy poz cum once again it was overflowing just like last time, squelching and slopping about with each small thrust as his sperm and Todd's Gono pus mingled together. He whispered into my ear; We had better get you to the steam room, we're breaking sauna rules fucking here. I shall be having some relaxation at the bar, and you will only leave the steam room when I come to fetch you.

Chapter 22; *Sauna ~ The beginning* - Is that a broTherhood shoT? - Yep. - Is it your blood? In went the needle, the plunger went down, and there was another hit of meTh, with my neighbour Edwards very own strain. 😈 Seems like I was building myself up quite a nice collection! 🐷 The needle came out, and looking up at me he replied to my question with an intense glare; - Yes! - Oh fuck. Oh God. I NEED Dick up my cunT. I NEED cum!! [ I was in that meTh haze again ] - Don't worry, where we are going I am sure there will be more than enough to go around. By the way, anything else of significance happen with your clinic visit today? - Er, yeah, I was given a course of PEP. But ... - But, what? - I have decided it is not for me. Look, here is the first blister pack that the nurse opened. She seemed really keen to want me to take the first pill there and then. He popped the said partly opened blister packet into his pocket. What was he upto with that? About 30 minutes later we arrived at a popular Gay sauna. Was my cunT after a few days rest going to be taking another good hard battering? We got undressed, towels around our waists, and put all of our belongings into one locker. Except for one small tiny item. My weathered poz bull took the one pill out that the nurse tried to get me to take today, and off we went to the shower area. - Give me your towel, and kneel before me. I wasn't going to argue with such a sexy stud! He then took the pill between thumb and finger, and addressed the crowd. Some guys were hovering around me kneeling down. Others were showering, and others were moving through with many stopping to watch as the event that was about to take place, unfold. He began to speak out very loudly; - Some of you here know me, and know I have been off of my usual meds for several months. I was due to start a new regime today, but this new dirty sluT in town a few days ago infecTed me with Gonorrhea. Look at the sign on his back. Clearly a very nasTy PiG. As I hadn't even showered since Friday night 3 days ago, the 'NEG PIG / POZ ME' sign was still etched on my back in permanent marker ink. My crix bellied bull ordered me to hold the pill, then gave me a choice; - If you want to take PEP, you will start immediately. If not, you will place it on the floor in front of you. In my fresh meTh high I looked around at the gathering crowd, and the guys that were showering, most of which were now stroking their fully erect or growing Dicks. I placed the pill on the wet floor, put both hands on my thighs, and looked up at Edward with a smile of fucked up greedy piggy lust. - I see. So you really are ready to become HIV+ then are you, you nasTy WH☢️RE? My response was that of an audible groan, with my smile becoming even more piggy for my cunT to get a good seeing to, and my hips began to feverishly rock back and forth. I guess that was a good enough answer! Suddenly, a group of guys surrounded me jerking off, with space left for Edward to be directly in front of me with no obstructions, and I saw him waste no time in joining the others in tugging on his now super hard toxic Dick. I felt hands grope my ass cheeks, and it wasn't long before I heard several grunts as I felt my back, and scalp become wet as multiple guys came over me. Edward came right up to me and massaged in the cum on my head like it was shampoo, lathering it up. Then, he stood back a few paces, and was now in the zone to unleash is hyperspermia on me once again; - Right you nasTy fucking WHORE, I want you to open that mouth as wide as you can, and keep it wide open. Moments after he started to stroke fast and hard right in front of my face I felt my back be pushed forwards so my butt cheeks lifted off of my heels, and in and instant a Dick slid deep inside me balls deep, and keeping themselves fully impaled commenced very slowly with tiny rocking movements fucking me. I instantly recognised the feeling of that PA and the style of the fucking, and how my hips were being gripped. It had to be my Gono stud Todd!? With my first PEP pill within reaching distance, it seemed I was once again engaging in extremely high risk behaviour, and this fucked up meTh-PiG was fucking loving it! - You ready for another drenching? Here it comes Steven! He purposefully let everyone in the vicinity know my name, as a form of degradation, and it only served to turn me on even more. As my cunT got a very slow fuck I looked up at my weathered bull whose face was now contorting, his body was becoming rigid, his breathing was becoming erratic, and the rumblings of little grunts let all know that full on mature bull grunts were on their way. He stepped forward, and then came that first SQUIRT 💦💦💦 ... The first few squirts hit my face, then, in my mouth came the hyperspermia blast, and with each few squirts I found myself having to close my mouth to swallow the huge amount that had already collected. Then I would open very WIDE again for my t☢️xic bull. Each time my mouth was closed for those few seconds my face got a good drenching. - Todd, move, he's going to get the last part of my load deep in his guts. A few more squirts entered my mouth, and I knew that was going to be the last he pumped into that end, but, I wanted to savour what he had just given me, so, I closed my mouth, but didn't swallow, just letting his dirty seed settle to the bottom of my mouth, on and under my tongue. I was correct, it was my Gono stud Todd. He withdrew with Edward immediately plunging in. He pushed my head down so my arse was in the air, my cum covered back was at an angle as he then pushed my face into the wet ground. I could see the PEP pill inches away, when this yellow hand moved it within millimeters of my lips. As my cunT got super loaded with my bulls dirty hyperspermia toxic cum I looked up to see Todd's yellow gaunt face looking down at me with a cocky depraved smirk. I felt like a real nasTy dirTy faGGot-PiG as I let my lower jaw open so the cum I was holding in slowly drooled out and over my lips, and onto the floor. Todd laughed arrogantly; - Just think PiG, when we met three days ago you were a NEG-virgin. Now look at you, cannot get enough of the broTherhood shoTs and the death-fuck-seed that we all kindly give to you. I so cannot wait for about 1 months time! As he said that a young guy who worked at the sauna came walking through with a high bundle of towels;

A little vein starts to pulse at the side of my head every time I get “Are you clean?” Does he mean: 1. Have I showered? 2. Have I cleaned out my colon? 3. Am I free of STDs? 4. Am I free of HIV? The whole question sort of chaps my ass, because the implication is that this guy is asking whether I’m too “dirty” for him to shove his penis into my anus and leave his bodily fluid inside me. I’m not sure the right person is asking the question...

Love the start of the story. Would love to read the about the gangbang from Jack's perspective. Getting loaded up with all that pozcum.

Part 7 We drove in silence and I looked out the window. The past hour had been a whirlwind. After my friend dropped the bomb that he was leaving me to my own devices, I had been surprised and unsure of what was next. He assured me that he felt terrible and wanted to have more of me, but couldn't lose another job because of this. He wen't back inside to say his goodbye's. I pulled out my phone to look for an Uber. "Leaving so soon?" Timothy asked. "I'm not sure what to do." I said, genuine uncertainty creeping into my voice. "Welll..." he started, almost timidly. "Would you like to get out of here... with me?" I looked up to him from my phone and regarded him for a long moment, a big smile then broke out on my face which cause the same on his face. "Yes, yes I'd like that a lot" My friend returned, said goodbye to Tim and then apologetically made his goodbyes to me. He kissed me deep and said "You are so hot and I loved introducing you to this, we WILL see each other again. Ill call you when I'm out of work and see where you are and If your still partying. You got an Uber?" "I got a ride, yes." I said catching Timothy's eye. "Okay then. Here's a little something to make up for my leaving you. Just a little T. enjoy it" Then he was gone we watched him go. I chuckled realizing I never did get his name. We sat back down for ten minutes or so casually chatting and getting to know one another. He was a nice guy. A teacher, late 30's. A dry wit. Seemed to have great friends and family. He lived a town away from me in the suburbs. He said he didn't do this much. He seemed in control of his use. He was a lot like me. A normal guy with a secret dirty side. I felt so connected to him. My friend had been way more intense and used frequently, it scared me a little. I couldn't become that... But Timothy. It seemed like a course I could follow. Have a secret life but keep my normal one as well. "I want to feel your naked body against mine so bad. Are you ready to leave?" He asked me. We made our way through the house, nodding goodbye's along the way and made our way to his car. _ - _ - _ As we drove I realized, I had no clue where we were going ans asked him. "Is my place okay?" "Yeah. Perfect. I'll be closer to home then. Less money for a car after." "Don't be ridiculous. I'll drive you home" I smiled. I don't know what it was about this guy but he made me feel safe. We walked into his place at 11p on the dot. It was warm and modern. a compact 1 bedroom in a condo building. The kitchen was open to the living room and the bathroom and bedroom were set back. We had a quick something to eat as we talked and both downed some water. We talked and laughed. If this were a "normal" date, I would have been interested. The fact that this was so much more, I was very interested. He suggested I hop in the shower and said he'd lay something out for me to wear, I could put it on while he showered. Before I went into the bathroom, he handed me two vitamins and a viagra. I chuckled and swallowed them down with water as he told me it was important to keep up my strength when partying. I showered and let the whole day fill my thoughts. How was it only 11p? I was exhausted. After, I dried off and wrapped a towel around me and went to the bedroom. I put my clothes in a neat pile with the little bag I'd brought from home. Timothy came and kissed me. "You look sexy, I left an outfit from my collection on the bed. It should fit, we're pretty comparable. I also took the liberty of prepping a drink for you. There's G in it." He then took his drink and went into the bathroom. I put on the jockstrap he'd left for me. It was cobalt blue. There was a huge full size mirror against the wall and I looked into it assessing how I looked while I started to sip my drink. It looked well on me. Timothy returned in just a yellow jockstrap. Wow, he was gorgeous. His body was tight without being overly muscular. His package seemed large and inviting. By this time we were both nearly done with our drinks. We raise our glasses, finishing it off. "You smoke?" He asked pulling out a pipe he had prepared from his dresser shelf. We passed the pipe sitting in two arm chairs in a window nook of his bedroom, enjoying it for several minutes. I could feel myself loosening even more with every exhale of white smoke, unsure weather it was the T, the G or both combining in a happy marriage. When the pipe was spent we made out. The passion grew with every second and we both were growing hard in our jockstraps. "Would you be interested in these?" he asked after he pulled apart from me and opened a draw pulling out two points. "Yeah...absolutely" I said We went back out to the kitchen to prepare them. I sat at the island and he stood by it's counter. "Do you know how to do this?" I shook my head and he nodded. He then walked me through how to build a point. I was grateful that he was being so instructional. He made ours of equal size, telling me it was .3 then we retreated to the foot of the bed and sat. he tied off both our arms. "I'm going to get you started, then do me. When I say go all you'll have to do is empty it into your arm, okay?" I nodded. and watched as he got to work. He got the needle in me effortlessly and pulled back as it registered. I then watched him do the same to himself. It was so hot. as he registered he looked me in the eye and said "Now. We both looked down and emptied the mix into our veins. We both extracted the needles, capped them and put them down. We next untied out tourniquets and then looked to each other waiting for the rush to hit. End Part 7

It was time, the bottom confirmed that it was a go and that everyone was neg and Mark confirmed yes that is correct. The conversation went like the. Jack: I am nervous Mark: Bud nothing to be nervous about, you have a great ass and we have big dicks that need a tight boy pussy. Jack: Never done anything like this Mark: It is gonna be hot. Go get ready, clean out and make sure you have that blindfold and your poppers ready. Jack: Okay getting in the shower now. Mark had seventy responses, 32 poz guys responded and but only 12 of them were online. Mark started confirming who could come now and who would need to come later. The post went up on craigs list below: Young bottom looking for hot bare dick and cum. Find me ass up and hole ready face in a pillow and blindfolded. Fuck me nut in me and bolt. It was a matter of minutes before responses from craigslist came in. The first two both said they were neg, Jack sent them over in case Jack asked the first couple if they were neg. It would be better if they were or were at least pretending they were. Both sent a picture their stats are outlined below: The first guy was 27 6'1 180 married and muscled with a 7.5" dick he wanted to confirm Jack was neg and Mark confirmed for Jack. The guy wanted to confirm that it was anon and blindfolded. Correct. Mark Typed back and said I need your big dick and cum. In the meantime Jack had text he was ready. Mark sent the address and apartment number to this tall dude and he said he would be there in 20 minutes. Mark went to the other one, he was 38, 5'11 tatts and Mark enlarged the pic and he could see a scorpion right near the guys belly button. Mark shot off the address and apartment and this guy could be there in 10. Mark quickly send Jack a message that he needed to be ass up and ready with the blindfold on and the arrow he had sent earlier pointing to his room. Lube out, guys would knock and then enter and find him ass up and ready. Mark told Jack to hit him up after each load, jack agreed as Mark went to his poz tops and started lining them up and answering other CL ads. Quickly Mark shot off email with the address and apartment number one after the other. These were the tops invited off BBRT and Adam. 1) 37 white 6' 190 8.5 poz top who loves anonymous sex. Looking for no questions asked bottoms who love loads. Not on Meds 2) 28 Latin 5'10 170 Poz top 9" just need some ass, neg okay 3) 44 White 6' 150 thick beer can dick 8 x 7 not on meds and need neg ass 4) 24 white 5'9 150 7' recently tested poz vers 5) 39 Black Poz top 10" 6) 29 Black Top Poz 9.5 7) 50 White top Poz 8" The list went on from there. Most were not on meds some only fucked Jack because Mark had told them he was poz friendly. In all the first our 20 guys got invited. Mark kept inviting other tops to breed the slut and sending them over. It had been more than an hour and half and Jack did not hear from Mark and that rolled into four hours of fucking. Jack sent over two tops he know to report back and they both said he was being a class a cum dump and had taken more then 20 loads in the end he took loads from 26 guys most of them poz and in load count 20-35 loads

So, I'm 18 and its graduation day, 1978. And I'm sitting home... alone. No parties to go to, no friends to hang out.. Kind of been like that for a few years now. I know I'm gay but not acting on it. Instead, its countless hours of porn, usually straight porn, or an occasional playgirl magazine that I pick up at the same time I pick up the Playboy or Penthouse. But I know I like cock, and my j/o sessions are usually to movies that show a guys dick or ass, or a wresting match on tv, or even a repeat episode of Batman. But today, on my graduation day, I'm feeling really bummed and feeling like nothing will get me out of my funk. So Dad sees me moping around the house, and decides its time to do something to cheer me up.. Let's go for a ride he says, and even though the thought sounds horrible I agree. Kinda the typical quiet ride I usually have with Dad until we are near the destination of his choice and then he fills me in.. You need to do something fun, something wild, something stupid today.. and I'm gonna help make that happen he says.. Not something you'll want to share with Mom unless of course you want to kill herself and have her kill me in the same hour he adds.. I'm a little more interested than before and I listen more closely . He tells me how he knows I like to steal his porno magazines and based on the left over tissues in my bedroom and the countless hours i'm in there with the door locked, he knows that I'm doing what every boy and man does. masturbate as often as possible. Part of me is shocked, embarrassed, and yet theres also a part of me that has woken up inside.. At the moment I can't believe my dad is talking about this stuff with me but he has my full attention. Then he says we're going to go to the xxx porno theater for a movie or two. Now, I've seen the ads in the newspaper , right there along the ads for Grease and Saturday Night Fever, ads for xxx movies such as Debbie Does Dallas or Taboo. I always dreamed of seeing one, but figured maybe over the summer one night, certainly not going there together with my dad. Then I think I threw out one question after another to him. 1. Have you been here before Dad? ( Yup, many times) 2. Does Mom know ( No, sometimes, a guy has just got to get away for some alone time) 3. Whats it like inside ( just like a movie theater, but dark, so dark when you walk in, you can't see a thing) 4. Will it be crowded ( never packed, but there will be lots of guys in there, all spread out in the theater, walking around, standing in the back) 5 .Umm.. Dad when I look at magazines and stuff, I usually j/o. What do I do here? (just pretend you are at home, behind your closed door, no one cares here, everyone does the same thing) 6. You do that here too Dad? ( yup, like I said before sometimes you just got to get away for some alone time) And then I get quiet.. and we pull into the parking lot.. and my heart is pounding.. like its never pounded before. Dad parks the car and we get out. I walk two steps behind him as we walk up to the window.. Two tickets please.. and we walk in...Then Dad pulls open the theater door and we walk in to a sea of darkness.

I was going home from college for Thanksgiving. It had been a hard start to the school year. First year and trying to get used to how college courses are different from high school. I am Jeff, about 5' 7" and around 140#, muscular but not huge muscles and I knew I was a bottom, but had not had anal sex yet. I had no idea as I prepared for the trip home that this year I would end up being the main stuffed bird. I only lived a short distance from school, so I took a bus home. I actually find riding a bus more relaxing than other modes of travel. Fairly smooth ride and the seats are usually more comfortable than flying or taking a train. It was only about a 5 hour drive including an hour layover about 1/2 way there. While waiting for the original bus, I had time to run across the street to a bar. I had a fake ID stating I was 22 instead of the actual 18 I was. I had a I drinks and made it back just in time to climb on the bus to leave. When we finally had that stop for bus change, I had to pee badly. I headed to the restroom fast. About the only bad thing about a bus trip is usually the restrooms. They were mostly just barely clean and even then kind of smelly. This one was no different I found out as I entered. The urinals looked a bit nasty to me, old style flush your own that nobody seemed to know how to do. I just headed quickly into a stall. I closed the door and turning to yank my cock out in a hurry I didn't notice, at first, that this particular stall had a glory hole in it. As I was 'draining my radiator', I heard the stall door next to mine open and close. As I had turned my head that way, I finally noticed the hole in the wall. Reaching out, I took ahold of his cock through the hole and as soon as I did he pushed against the partition so as to get the whole thing as far into my booth as possible. The floor looked to be reasonably clean, so I dropped to my knees and after stroking the cock for a minute or two, I opened my mouth and took it all inside on one gulp. It had been a while, but the taste still had the same effect on me, very intoxicating. I was soon sucking that cock but good. It soon grew nice and hard and definitely got to be a good 8" and nice and fat, filling my mouth full and pushing into my throat. It was also precumming more than I think I had ever had before. It was so much that I had to keep swallowing to keep up with it so it would not overflow out of my mouth and drip on me. I was loving the taste and the amount was amazing. I sucked him for a good 15 minutes with him thrusting hard against the partition and then he was really slamming it as he was trying to fuck my mouth and was getting harder and thicker. I knew from his moans and movements that he must be getting ready to cum and I redoubled my sucking to match his thrusts even more. Another minute or two later and he rammed the partition hard enough to almost knock it over and his cock started to throb. He was cumming and the amount matched the precum a lot as he seemed to cum a gallon. I was wondering if he was going to stop or not. Then he kind of jerked a couple of times and pulled out of my mouth and I heard him say thanks. I rose and exited my booth and went to the sink to wash my hands and make sure no excess cum was on my lips or face. As I was washing the man came out and walked over to the sink also. I noticed I had seen him on the bus before. He nodded at me with a nice smile and he was older than me by a few years but looked to be under 30 and was very thin. He looked pretty hot in a kind of wasted way for some reason but still damn nice to look at. He looked to be a good 6' tall and maybe around 180# and looked plenty solid also. He then told me he had seen me on the bus also and informed me of where he was going. I was surprised as it was where my home was. I told him that and he said that maybe we could see each other again then as he would be there on business for at least 2 or 3 weeks. I nodded and told him I was going home for Thanksgiving and would also be there about that amount of time. We exited the restroom together talking about nothing in particular but kind of enjoying each other's company. It wasn't much longer till the bus call came and we headed to it to board and get settled in for another 2 hour ride to our destination. We took seats together at the very back of the bus. We chatted as we got underway and taking glances towards the front to see if it was clear would make-out and grope each other a little. We both stayed hard for practically the entire rest of the trip. We finally arrived and upon getting off of the bus, made sure we had each other's contact numbers and told each other that we had to get together again soon.

So I have this crazy idea on how to get a lot of loads at my house late at night but figure it would seem too sketchy for anyone to even consider wanting to cum over. I have a garage with double doors so it is possible to have 1 door up and the other down. This leaves a good chunk of the garage hidden from the street. I was thinking of posting an ad and for any top that messages tell them to walk into the open garage door, then to the immediate right I would be bent over a chair waiting to get bred. They would have to be quiet and willing to fuck/cum/go. Curious what others here think of this scenario. Also what are some of the sketchiest scenes you did go to to breed or be bred?

Pulled into motorway services, open Grindr. Bloke with no pic but he's <50m away and was active 'just now'. Messaged him, he's in toilet, far end cubicle. Tap foot under door if interested. So I grabbed bottle of poppers and did. He let me in. Skinny, looked about 20/25. Will I fuck him? Only bareback. Am I clean? Yeh, tested 2 wks ago, was he? Dunno, been fucked bare a bit. Strangers? Yeh. When last? This morning, two so far! Bent him over, his hole is red, sticky. Out came poppers, just had to taste him! Tongue in, taste arse and cum. Tongue loosens his hole, I feel cum and fuck knows what in my mouth, fuck I'm horny. I stand up, drop trousers, he gasps as I push my cock head through his ring, lubed by my spit, through into the wet heat of his cum filled hole. I start to fuck, can smell him, smell cum, smell arse as my cock reams him, pull his cheeks apart so I can get deeper into him. He's loose but his slim body turns me on, the taste still in my mouth so erotic, I hear blokes using the other toilets, pissing, shitting, whatever. I only last a few minutes, my balls pull tight, I've not cum for three days. I ram deep as my cum travels up my cock, I shoot hard, each shot rammed deep into his body. I pull out, he won't suck my cock, ungrateful little shit! He just stays bent over, if I was still horny I'd have rimmed him again but I'm spent. So I grab his boxer briefs that are down by his knees and wipe my cock, pull my trousers up and I'm out of there. Hard again now I'm back in the car, could go back to rim and fuck him again but need to get going!

Had an impromptu vacation 6-some yesterday. A hot Indian/white couple are staying in the same Airbnb building & invited me over. Coincidentally, they invited another top (just in case 1 of us flaked) & I had a top friend coming over for drinks on the roof. Serendipitous we all got together and had an explosive 6-some, 3 tops and 3 Vers. I got fucked by 3 guys but only fucked 1. Don’t feel sorry for me, he was hot AF and his ass felt amazing. I lost control and was flooding his guts within 5 mins and I made him cum while breeding him. https://assets.s3xstatic.com/bz/uploads/emoticons/default_smile.png

I can relate to that. I also ask what is meant. However, on the other side, nobody seems to mind when a poz top asks his bottom if he wants his "dirty load"......From what I read here most seems to find that hot. How's that for "clean" vs. "dirty"?

2 that make me shake my head when read on a profile. "Checked and Tested (Some date more than a year ago), all clear" I get that the guy has wondered into a Sexual Health clinic, but if it was over about 6 months ago, I would suggest trotting off back there. Also, with the exception of this site, would you honestly put "Checked, tested and riddled with Gonno"? "Time wasters Do not contact me"... Well that going to stop all the catfish's out there .

So one day I was at the bar. I was with a friend and drinking, the bar just starting t get busy. Then this guy sitting across from us caught my eye, mainly cause he was drinking his beer and watching us. He was drinking slowly and staring at us. I leaned over to my friend and asked if he knew him? Why should I? Besides, he is not staring at me, and it’s you he has been watching. Now on that note, I’m going to get me some of him; as he points to someone, I have no clue. Soon he is gone, and it’s just me drinking my beer. So this guy comes over to my side of the bar, gets the bartenders attention and orders us a round of beer. So he asks point-blank, if we know each other, cause he says you look familiar to me? I’m like no, I don’t think I know you, but I’ve got one of the faces, I’ve been told. So he and I are talking and drinking beer. Then he slams his beer down, and looks to and says, “you got a tattoo on your ass check, some lips or something? Right” I’m like yeah, how did you know? “Oh, I’ve fucked your ass a few times at the adult bookstore over in Spenard a few times. Don’t worry if you don’t recall; you have yourself a hot & tight hole.” All I could do was thank him and take a drink of my beer. So he tells me to finish the beer and follow him outside. So, of course, I downed my beer and for good measure down his, which was barely touched. I’m feeling a buzz both from the beer and the excitement. I see him by his truck; I walk over and get in. As soon as I’m in, his hand comes down from the back of my seat to connect to my head to push it down towards his cock that’s already out waiting to be sucked. Then I’m sucking his cock while he was driving. He was driving, god only knows, hell we could be heading to Timbuktu, I didn't care, I’m sucking away on his cock. Then we stop, and he tells me to get out. A quick look around, it appears to be a construction site. Then he goes to the truck bed, drops the tailgate, sits down and points to his cock, and says, “get back to it, bitch.” Which of course, I’m only too happy to do again. So this goes on for about ten mins or so. He pushes me off his cock, gets off the tailgate, grabs me and shoves me forward onto the tailgate, tears my pants down, and exposes my ass. Then he spits at my hole and starts to finger my hole. He says, “damn bitch, so hot & tight!” Then the next thing I know, this guy is shoving his dick right on up in me. I cry out, and he laughs, “that’s it, bitch, take daddy’s cock!” Once he gets in, and my hole gets used to it, he starts fucking me hard and rough. He grabs my hips for extra hold and begins to pound my hole. He keeps going at this pace for about ten minutes, and then he cries out as he cums balls deep up my ass. He pulls out of my hole, I lean over and clean him up, and take any last bit of his cum as possible. He zips up and tells me I still have it — what a fucking hot hole. We go back to the bar, he buys me another round of beers and tells me until next time, then he leaves. I ended up going to the bathroom and looking in the mirror, just as I thought…he had gripped me so tightly he left bruises on my hip from gripping so tightly.

My very first gay/bi/whatever was 20yrs ago. I was a newbie, but really wanted to experience an interaction with another man. The funny thing is, from the very start I felt I wanted to serve, be used. So anyway I contacted a guy thru outpersonals and after a couple of emails arranged to meet during lunch at a local bar (Growler’s). Headed there, found him and introduced myself; nice looking guy and what looked like a nice package. We headed back to my place (recent divorced at that point). He wasn’t into kissing or anything of the sort, but directed me to strip and kneel in front of him, which I willing did. He instructed me to undo his pants and get them off, to my surprise but pleasure...no underwear! And to my bigger surprise was the size of his cock, I mean it was huge, porn star huge...long and thick. Next I knew I had it in my mouth and began stroking and sucking, I didn’t even need a command to, surprised myself actually that I would be so willing and eager to have him in my mouth. After a little oral abused administered by him, he laid back on the coffee table and ordered me to sit on his cock. Being a virgin I tried, but couldn’t fit anything more in than his head. I was embarrassed and felt a failure, he was somewhat perturbed and demanded I suck him until he came. I eagerly began sucking. He told me after he came, he expected me to also drain his cock of all his piss and although hesitant I agreed. He also commanded that I put a show on for him and find something to fuck after he was done. I wanted to please this guy and redeem myself so we might meet and try again. To my surprise he told me, while I fucked myself with a wine bottle (something he laughed and tormented me while I did), that since I was doing as commanded he was willing to try again...tomorrow and I better perform to standards. The next day I showed up as commanded and did as he instructed so my ass could receive him. He brought me to an office back room, had me strip once again, but before I got a chance at his cock, he had me moving items and office furniture around naked. As I nearing completing his tasks he removed his clothes, sat in a chair and told me to get my mouth to work on his cock. I sucked for quite awhile before he had me stand up and bend over a nearby desk. While bent over he had me reach back and spread my cheeks, while spread he slapped my ass several times becoming more forceful with each swat, he even grabbed my ball sack and pulled...almost too hard as by then my eyes began watering from the pain, but I said nothing, fearing rejection and falling further out of favor. I heard him going thru the drawers looking for something when I felt him pushing something into my boi pussy. I was surprised it slid in as easily as it did. He worked it around a bit and it felt good. He told me the big show was about to begin and I had better take it all as sucking him off today wasn’t an option. I heard him lubing his cock and was told to spread my cheeks further. I could feel the head of his huge cock pressed against my hole as he told me to spread. He slowly pushed in a little at a time until he had pushed it all in...or so I thought. This guy fucked be good for at least 30 minutes and I loved every second. He told me he’d be leaving his cum in my ass and I said nothing as I wanted to feel the sensation. To my surprise he had never been fully in me, he gripped my hips tightly and pulled me back as he pushed hard. He was ready to cum and only moved in and out a couple of inches at a time. Every time he pushed harder stretching my hole wider, I was in ecstasy, it felt great! He finally came and stopped fucking, but rested with his cock still in me. After a minute or so he began fucking me some more, I felt his cum run down over my balls and down my legs. When he finally withdrew I was told to suck his cock clean....my first ATM. My legs were weak from such a hot and rewarding fucking. Sadly we only got together a few more times before he moved away. My next encounter with another dom was good, but he insisted on condoms. A good idea I suppose for us both, but not nearly as enjoyable. No mater how much lube, it didn’t feel the same. The condom “dragged” inside of me and was somewhat uncomfortable, it was somewhat a turn off and afterwards only gave him blowjobs. All encounters since have all been bareback, the only way I will allow now. It feels so much better and gets me off physically and mentally. Although fooling myself I feel less likely to catch HIV infection if guys withdraw before cumming, but I do finish off orally.

Yesterday afternoon on the cruise trail. I ran into a hot slutty Hispanic dude that I've done before, this time he was pre-loaded. I roughed-up his fuck-hole while two guys watched and pedestrians/cyclists went by 20 ft away on the other side of the bushes. Ballsy shit...

This morning , a guy I had fucked regularly a couple of years ago , but dropped him as a bit of an aggressive bottom. (How ever a Monday pump and dump within 5 miles is always an attractive proposition) Very thin , boyish and virtually no body hair , but a bubble butt fuckable ass. I was working , but had an hour to kill - went over to his place - typical slag , low lights ,poppers out , lube but no condoms , warm flat and on phone , PC and I pad on different sites hunting for cock I had suggested he wore a thong , but he opened the door dressing in an ass enhancing jock (bottoms generally know how to present there prize asset properly) I hand't showered but this didn't stop him sinking to his knees and taking my already hard , thick cock in his mouth. I sniffed poppers and let him get to work. After a few minuets of sucking me he pushed me on my back and straddled me , even with only spit for lube I was soon deep in him he is a fit young guy so he was able to squat and pull his cheeks apart to get me in deep. He rode me till I put a large 3 day load in him , as he got off me his was fingering his ass flooded with my cum. He messaged later to say that he had another top over to fuck and load him after , I am always happy to cum lube a bottom for his next top.

I’ve been shaving my balls and perineum for ages, and keeping my pubes trimmed in a tight little patch. But lately I tried waxing and holy fuckkkk it’s even hotter. My waxing guy did my asscrack and around my hole, all the way underneath, then up around my cockshaft and all of my pubes. Super smooth and ready for play. The first weekend I partied all smooth was incredible, my hole got so much eating playing fucking and breeding, and my smooth partydick was so slick n tingly. I felt seriously cunted, just the best.

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.

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.

Older TOP here. I love breeding younger bottoms. I have bred older bottoms too but prefer them younger. I just hit 60 and am able to shoot several loads. I just LOVE breeding. I can't get enough ass. I get hit up more now than before as I have gotten older. I love it. Also love sloppy seconds. 1 on 1 3way or groups. All fun. Guess I'm just a top slut. I think about sex all the time.

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imagine if that dick was up your ass? 😆

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.

WHY USE A CONDOM WHEN YOU CAN BREED THIS TRANNYPUSSY! I AM TALLL 52" ASS THAT LOVES TO TAKE LOADS OR SWALLOW THEM! LOVE TO GET PISSED INSIDE OF! I WALK AROUND WITH LOADS ALL DAY AND NIGHT SO ITS SLOPY AND WET FOR THE NEXT GUY! AT THE END OF THE DAY I WILL I SQUIRT ALL THE CUM OUT AND DRINK IT. I DON'T WASTE CUM... I WAN TO BE THE GIRL WHEN YOU READY JACK OFF CALL ME UP DROP A LOAD IN ME! BRING A FRIEND! I AM THE TRANSEXUAL OF YOUR DREAMS!! GROUP SEX, PISS PLAY, BDSM, ROLL PLAY, I ONLY CATER TO GUYS THAT ARE BREEDERS WANNA LOAD ME. UP! YOU GUYS HAVE BEEN WANTING A TRANNY TO BREED WELL I AM THAT GIRL.. I AM DEF DOWN FOR PRIVATE VIDEOS YOU CAN SHOW YOUR FRIENDS ETC!!! SHOW THEM HOW NASTY CUMSLUT I AM! I AM WILLING TO TRAVEL DEPENDING ON THE PERSON THE SITUATION

Had a very hot night in a hotel in London on Monday. I love hotels where you don’t need a key card to get up to the bedrooms, they are so good for anonymous hotel room meets. Monday night I was staying in a Holiday Inn Express. I was away with another guy from work, but we’d had an early morning and so after a few drinks we headed off to bed. I was horny. So needed some action but had drunk too much to be able to drive anywhere. So I cruised the apps. Straight away came up with a guy on Grindr, he said he could accommodate but I told him I couldn’t travel. Says he could come to me. His pics looked hot, a nice face pic and a great picture of his cock, soft but looked nice and thick, uncut with a great looking foreskin. Bushy pubes but that’s ok. I told him I was looking for a hotel pump & dump, told him the hotel and he said he said ‘Hot, up for that, you bb?’ ‘Yeah, absolutely’ I told him. ‘I’ll be there in 15 mins’ was his reply. I put the bolt lock out on the door, rest it against the frame and slowly turn the knob till it went in and was only just caught. That way when you push the door open the bolt will pop back in and the door shut itself. I’d set the room up, just one bedside light on, it was on a flexible stalk so I put it right close to the wall so it hardly gave any light. On the bedside table were a couple of bottles of poppers, a tube of lube, bottle of water and tissues. I put a towel on the bed, stretched my hole for a while working lube into me with my fingers, stretched to four fingers, wished I’d brought a dildo. After 10 minutes I knelt on the bed, arse up, waited. I could hear the lift when it ran, when it stopped at my floor, followed by footsteps in the corridor, my sense of hearing heightened by the silence in the room and the darkness. I huffed poppers each time I heard anyone, my heart pounding with excitement each time, but they all walked on past. This happened five or six times, so I was pretty popperd up by the time one didn't walk by and pushed the door open. He saw me, my lubed hole glistening at him. 'Fucking nice' he muttered. I heard him kick his shoes off, his belt clink and trousers slide down, the change in his pocket jangled. He told me to suck his cock, get it wet he said. He was hard, dripping, under his foreskin was really musky, he smelled of a day of man sweat, not BO, just manly. ‘Back on your knees’ he told me, I grabbed some lube as I turned and slathered it on my hole, took deep breaths of poppers as he grabbed my thighs and put his cock to my hole. I gasped as his cock head opened me up, it hurt as it always does first time, told him to wait. ‘Take it, slut’ he told me as he pushed deeper. So more poppers. Head spins. Put my head down onto the pillow, strangers bare cock invading my guts, poppers adding to the head rush that I was getting from the excitement. Pain became bearable, enjoyable actually. His knob hits my prostate, like a shock, my cock jumps and my arse clenches. His bushy pubes are suddenly against my arse cheeks, he holds there a moment before pulling out, then back in, starting the fuck. 'Got 3 day load for you slut' he told me, 'not gonna pull out'. That suited me, I wanted his seed in me. Deep inside, not wasted on my back! More poppers. I reached to my hole, I so love to feel my ring stretched around a cock shaft, to feel the guys balls, caress them, imagine I’m coaxing them to unleash their load into me. His cock shaft was smooth, slippery with my spit, lube, arse juices. He pushed me down onto the bed, spreading my legs wider, laying on my back as he slowed his fucking. He held my body to his, growled into my ear 'nice arse, gonna stretch it well before I breed it'. He pulled out and made me turn over, pulled me to the edge of the bed, legs up, ankles on his shoulders as he was standing. Rams his cock deep into me, savagely, holds my thighs to him, he's sweating, I'm wet too, he starts to fuck like a train. I feel the whole length of his cock travel in and out through my sphincter. The lube was drying and I felt my arse being pulled in and out with his thrusts. I spit on my hand and try to wet his cock. He’s hitting my prostate every thrust, hard, I think I'm about to cum, don’t cum, on the edge all the time. He rams deep. ‘Cumming’ he cries, makes three, four, five deep hard thrusts then stops, holds himself in me. My arse feels wet. He pulls out, like a shot I'm around, his cock in my mouth, fucking loving the tastes, cleaning everything from him, tongue under his foreskin, lick round his sweaty balls. ‘Thanks slut’ he tells me, pushing me off him. I watch as he puts his jeans on, he's commando so he has to fold his still semi hard cock and push it into his jeans to button up. Slides his feet into his shoes, grabs my head, kisses my mouth, tongue deep inside, then he's gone, the door latches behind him. I kneel on the bed, reach to my hole, gather some cum that's leaked, lick it from my fingers. Love the taste in my mouth from his cock, my arse, his cum. Then poppers. Grindr. Message from guy. 'Can't accom, can u?' he says. 'Bareback pump & dump in hotel?' I ask. 'Which hotel?' he asks. I tell him hotel, room number, tell him he can go straight to the lift and come up. '10 mins' he tells me. Less than 10 minutes later I'm on my knees, popperd up when someone pushes the door open and light floods the room...

You are not going to reinfect a undetectable on treatment guy with any normal sexual activity. PERIOD. As for your original question. There is no way to judge this, and little to no research on it other than newly infected people have highly viral loads. However just like a common cold or flu, people are usually more infectious BEFORE symptoms. However, there is no way for you to know you are infected outside of a viral load test and even that will probably need a week or two to register. hope this helps.

I love older guys. I love taking daddy cock.

I'd hope the guy would respect my wishes. I am somewhat particular as to who I play with, so hopefully they would be honest about any issues. If "issues" , most likely I'd still be playing and as much as it lessens my enjoyment, I'd insist on a condom, but I'd be OK with a pullout, remove the wrapper and still suck him until he cums.

I was one of those horny teens seduced into letting a poz and toxic cock into me the first time I ever bottomed. A few weeks later, I got sick. And years later, I've recruited hundreds into my army. Let's rewind a bit. It was in the midst of summer ball for my senior year of high school. I was poised to be one of the studs for my high school football team. My older brother was the star QB who just went off to college and finished his freshman year. He joined one of the university's top frats and endured a tough hazing process (most of which he didn't tell me till later). My coach was a big fan of my brother. He was one of those give is 110% kind of guys. Stays late to get an extra pump in. Kept the team in line through intimidation. And my older bro was one of those typical high school jocks. Always walking around the locker-room in his slightly used jock. Thinking about the next time he could fuck his girl. A horny mother fucker. I looked up to him for many reasons, and this was one of them. That summer, my coach was on my ass. He expected me to be the guy. He expected me to be my brother. Problem was, I just wasnt as good as he was. I wasn't as aggressive or tough. And my coach was determined to change that. He worked me HARD during the first days of two a days. He made me (along with a few other seniors) get there early to lift before practice and had us run after. He had me in the film room every night. It was a grind, and I was wearing thin. My brother was home from college, so he often got to hear me complain about my coach and about practices. At first, he told me to suck it up. But then, he told me "hey bro, why don't we have a bro weekend. Just me and you. We can drink some, watch some games, and practice some." Needing this time off, wanting to hang with my bro before he head back to college, and the thought of drinking (which I had done very little of) sold me. That weekend, we went off to our parent's cabin about an hour away. During the day, my brother and I passed the ball around, ran sprints, lifted, played some video games. We began watching games and drinking some. The whole time, my bro was texting someone on his phone. I had assumed it was his girl, so I didn't think much of it.My brother said he needed to pick up some more beers from the store, a solid hour round trip. In the mean time, I continued sipping on the beer sort of feeling the buzz working. Then, I heard a knock on the door. Our cabin is pretty secluded and you need to know where to go in order to get there, so it had to be someone we knew. I opened the door, and I was terrified to see my coach standing there. I thought my starting time would be ripped away from me when he found out I was drinking. Instead, he laughed, said my bro invited him to watch football with us, and to finish my beer and he'll get the next one. I chugged my beer, he went to the kitchen to pour the next one out. Although I hadn't drank much before, and I didn't totally know what it was like to be buzzed, I could tell there was a difference in the drink he gave me. All of my senses were heightened, while my mind focused. As we watched the games, just coach and I, I could smell his musk from a few feet away. The more I drank, the stronger the scent became. Then, I noticed my coach put his arms around me. Once again, I could tell my senses were heightened, as I could feel him rub my muscles, chuckling with how tense I was. He told me to relax boy, that he was just getting the knots out. When I was done with the drink, he told me to finish his, and I did. His scent grew stronger, and I noticed the bulge in his pants. He noticed mine grow too. He pulled a bottle of poppers out of his bag, asked me if I knew what they were. I said no. He said you just sniff them and theyll help you to relax more, to focus more. I listened and huffed some. Then I felt his hands move from my shoulders to my chest, to my bulge. With no objections, he pulled my shorts down to reveal my jock. Took my cock out and started to worship it. I had only hooked up with girls before this (jerked to dudes a few times), but no girl I was with had ever been able to deep throat me like my coach was able to. My coach blew me for about 10 minutes before getting his own cock out. It was a solid 7.5-8 inch girthy uncut cock. It was dripping with precum. Every 5 minutes, my coach would shove the poppers back under my nose getting me higher than I already was. He moved his tongue from my cock to my hole. Making me feel every lick. Then, his cock was rubbing on my hole. Another hit. His head was inside me. Another hit. He slid further in. One more hit, he was balls deep inside. He started pumping faster and faster inside me. The poppers and drugs he slipped in my drink helped me open up. After 10 minutes, he burst inside, not even asking where I wanted his seed. He slid his cock out and we plopped on the couch, breathing heavily. A few minutes later, after our shorts were back on, my brother came back. He said hey to coach, cocked a smile when he noticed the empty drinks, the poppers, and the sweat we worked up. He went to his room and came back out with a plug. He threw it to me and said "Bro, if you want to be a stronger man, you're going to want to keep every drop inside you. Let coach absorb into you, and make you more a man." I kept coaches load inside me all night. Little did I know, it was changing my DNA. Making me one of his own. Weeks later, when I got sick and missed the opening game, I remember my coach smiling as I told him I wouldnt be able to play because I had the flu.

It’s the quantity not the quality. Some may think that you’re bring use as a cumdump. But there is a power in knowing the bottom is actually using the top to get his itch scratch. So detached and transactional it is... it’s like as soon as the head pops in, we are already thinking of the next top who will breed us. Or we enjoy it so much we just using the dick behind the glory hole as a squirting dildo for our pleasure.

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.

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

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

Hey! Just joined up today. Already enjoying the place 😉 I’m 50 (look maybe 40ish I’m told, haha who knows) 6’2”, 235, moderately hairy, many tattoos, clean STI free, and Neg/on PrEP. anyway, I’m finally at a place in my life where in am ready to REALLY enjoy more of being a total bottom, and if I’m honest - playing a little catch up. I’m experienced, and know what I like (so far) and don’t, but there is so much more to explore and enjoy that I’m starting to make up for lost time. Just experienced my first threesome this week and WOW fuck! Amazing! I’m looking forward to meeting more talented hung DTF Tops for some 1on1 or hopefully group fun!

14 by my mom’s 50-something year old uncle.

I became more interested in finding a Poz partner than I ever had in finding a neg one. I def think the virus wants its host to spread it. There’s plenty of evidence of that.

I'm so fucking horny, and I need poz cock in my ass. This chapter is dedicated to PartyandBreed. CHAPTER 8: I woke up late the next morning, Mike’s body next to mine fast asleep, and my hand resting on my piss-hard cock. I pull on it a few times, but realize there’s no way my balls are getting any relief with my bladder so full of piss. I pull back the blanket and sheet from my naked body doing my best not to wake Mike – I think he needs the rest after last night. I have no idea know how many loads Mike took last night, but I know he was exhausted driving back. Those thoughts need to wait, though, I need to piss now! I quickly get up, as much as I’d love to hose Mike down, I don’t need to piss in the bed. Standing at the toilet, my cock pulsing, I’m trying, but I can't push it down far enough to go. I try sitting, and still, with the raging stiffness of my cock, no matter how far I push, my bladder simply won't release its golden nectar from this angle. “FUCK!”, I scream out in my head. I get in the shower, and attempt to relax, my cock standing rock hard against my pubes, my balls tight against the base, and ... “ohhhhh… ohhh yea” ... it starts. It feels so nice to relieve the pressure. My balls are aching I’ve had to piss so bad. The hot liquid begins as a dribble, and then grows steadily into ‘Old Faithful’. The strong, hard stream is soon showering my chest, and eventually over my head. The golden stream cascades over my body, covering me in my own special salty, pungent, and dark yellow brew; it smells, but fuck, it feels so good to let it out. I quickly take a shower to rinse, and dry off, then I wish I hadn’t – the thought of my body covered in piss makes my cock return to full mast. I get back into the bedroom, and look at Mike, still fast asleep. “Screw him”, I think, I seriously intend to take care of this swollen prick. I pull open the drawer of the nightstand and grab the bottle of Gun Oil Mike and I usually use to fuck. I think, “This morning it will just have to be me”. I’m just about ready to flog my cock when the doorbell rings. “Who the fuck?”, I wonder. I look at Mike, he’s almost sweet and innocent when he’s sleeping … but, he’s still sleeping. Irritated, I make my way to the living room, not bothering to put anything on, my heavy, hard cock bouncing around violently with each step. When I get to the door and peep out the hole I see Chris and instantly a smiles comes over my face, and precum forms at the tip of my cock. I open the door. "Fuck, it's cold this morning, babe", he says as the door opens, and a blast of chilly air hits my dick like a ton of bricks. I quickly let him, “Are you always so fucking hot!", adding, “You should always answer the door this way”. He cups his cold hands under my balls, "Wow, … whoa dude!", I yelp, as I jump back from his freezing touch, "Watch the boys; they hate the cold!" He grabs my face and pulls me toward him; our lips meet, and Chris’ tongue is instantly in my mouth. His clothes are cold though, and against my naked skin, even though that magical tongue of his is stoking my furnace. I can feel his denim-clad hard cock pressing against me as our kiss lingers. I grab his ass, pull him in closer, and crush my hard-on filled crotch against that pent up poz cock. "Fuck, babe, I’m so fucking horny to breed you right now!", he says, pulling his mouth from mine, and looking me straight in the eyes. The eye contact, punctuated with kisses, says what we’re both thinking; we both want more of his poz cock and cum inside me right now. A small groan escapes me as he pushes me hard against the wall and the kissing continues, his tongue invading my mouth, before I can say or do anything. He lifts my legs and I fall into him, and as he’s cradling me in his arms, he carries me up to my bedroom. Our mouths are locked in a deep French kiss the entire way – our tongues in a battle to the death. As we enter the room I see Chris’ eyes wonder and I turn my head to look – Mike is still fast asleep, “Guess he’s worn out”, Chris says with a grin between kisses. Ignoring Mike he throws me on the bed, and I bounce from the force. I look over at Mike, but so far nothing. "Show me that ass, babe; get those fucking legs in the air, spread your hole for me," Chris roars in his most commanding voice. I pull my legs up and wrap my arms around my knees, exposing my hairless hole to him. He pushes my ass up further in the air with his hands, and his mouth plunges into my asshole, I feel his tongue sinking deep inside me. Right now I couldn’t give one fuck if we wake Mike. “Oh fuck … oh fuck … eat my hole! Oh fuck yea I want it”, “yea", his only response as I’m moaning loudly from the feeling of his tongue darting in and out of my ass. Chris is making me crazy, "Eat my ass Chris; Fuck yea, that's it, fucking me with that tongue!" He is, and the faucet of precum between my legs is leaking all over me. A big dollop drops into my open mouth and I savor it as he continues. Obviously wanting more, he pushes me up further, and his mouth devours my ass like a starving man at a buffet. The shift in my body causes my hard wet cock to fall even more directly over my face, and, with some concerted, long strokes the precum flows right onto my tongue. I’m savoring my cock's emissions, as the clear gooey liquid slides over my tongue and I gulp it down my throat. Part of me wishes this was Mike’s precum I’m eating, but I’m horny, and I’m well and good at eating my own right this moment. Chris’ face is wet and greasy looking when he pulls his mouth off my ass. His tongue wiping his mouth clean in one swipe, as he looks at me lustfully, then smiles. That's when I reach up and grab onto his shirt and pull him into me. Our mouths meet, as do our tongues, and the kiss is passionate, yet masculine; another lover’s kiss. I spread my legs wide, as his clothed body falls into mine. I can feel his weight on my naked frame – his groin pushing into mine. That cock of his humping into me with a simulated fucking motion from his hips, our kiss is still strong, and I’m holding onto him tighter than before – I may be falling for Chris. He jerks his lips from mine and in one quick motion, gets up off my body, and is standing next to the bed. His hands frantically working the buttons of his dark red collared shirt. I reach up, grabbing his belt to assist, and work it out of its buckle. As his shirt opens and his hot chest is exposed, I’m able to see the elastic ribbing of his boxers, I start to salivate and that drives me to continue working on his pants. Finally, he’s standing there, only in those boxer shorts; I smirk at the “It isn’t gonna suck itself” verbiage printed over the front of them. He gives me his best “I’m gonna breed you” eyes and I grab at the tented cloth feeling his hard, thick girth of cock. I pull the boxers from his body, suddenly realizing I need that poz cock more than I knew. He’s hard, and its standing up past his pubes, snaking its way toward his belly button. Chris must be seriously horny for my ass, there’s already a small clear bubble of pre-cum oozing out of the slit. I get a moan from him as I lean forward, and lick it up, wiping my lips with the tip of his cock. With a gentle, but firm push, he pushes me backward, and we both fall to the bed. His naked body now against mine, his positive cock touching my neg cock. “I might be poz now”, my mind starts to wonder and he can see the conflict on my face. “You ok babe … you with me?”, he asks. “I’m good … I was just … I was …”, “Wondering if you were poz…”, another voice quickly interjects, its Mike. We both look at him like we’ve just been caught fucking on his Mom’s “good sofa”. My stern look turns to one of slight worry. “Did I really get infected with HIV?”, I think. Mike doesn’t hold out and grins at the both of us – raising his eyebrows for effect. He then produces the two envelopes from last night’s shenanigans and hands the one with my name on it to me. This is almost killing my moment with Chris but when will ever be the right time? “Find out at the same time?”, he asks. I look at him, still not certain but I nod, “Just open the top flap enough to see the color, don’t show us yet”, he says. We both, as privately as is possible, peel back the top of the envelope. I’m pretty sure neither one of them can see the color of my card – I can’t see Mike’s. Then, just in that second, Mike folds his envelope flap down and simple says, “Ok”, and sets the envelope back down without saying another word. Chris and I just look at him incredulously, with eyes that say, “WELL!?”. He doesn’t say a word and simply gives us both a cryptic smile. I groan and push the flap of my envelope down, sitting my envelope down on my side of the bed without saying a word. Chris is sitting on top of me hot and horny, I want him so much right now, “FUCK!” comes out of my mouth and I kiss him, our tongues immediately in each others mouths. I grind my crotch into him to let him know I’m in the mood to be fucked rather than play games. I lift my legs, wrapping them around his ass, exposing my asshole to his cock, until I could feel the tip of that large, poz cock head pressing against the lips of my asshole. In the matter of just a few seconds we are ignoring Mike again, and those pesky envelopes, and return to the sex at hand. He presses against me slightly, and my body stiffens, as the large girth of his cock finds its way into my body. Honestly, I’m still a little sore from last night, and I know what’s coming. I know the couple of minutes will be a little uncomfortable until it turns into an incredibly hot fuck. I can see Mike watching us, jacking off, but I’m focused on Chris and what he intends to share with me. I hold my breath as the full length of his huge cock penetrates my ass. When he’s completely inside of me, he stays there motionless for a moment, other than his tongue, which is doing its best to touch every spot on the inside of my mouth. With all 8.5 inches of him inside me, precum is now free-flowing from my cock again and its going all over me, him, the bed … everywhere; the fucking has barely started and I’m completely wet. Slowly, his hips begin to stir, and his cock moves slightly. "Oh yea, fuck me Chris! Fucking breed me" I moan, as he pushes and pulls ever so slightly against my ass lips. The discomfort is gone and I begin to gyrate my hips, desperate to get my ass pumped full with another load of that unmedicated cum. I know my status now, at least according to last night’s test, “Chris please fuck me… please”, I moan. I’m ready for him to dump another big load in me before I show either one of them, though. Chris responds to my movements immediately, plunging his mammoth cock deep inside me, “Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh…. Ahhhhhhhh…..”, causing me to scream out with pain, it hurts, but it hurts so good. Chris’ enormous poz dick is so far up my ass right now, I can nearly feel him pressing against my bladder. “Ahhhhhh…. So good… so fucking good”, he moans. Chris isn’t fooling around, he’s horny, and he intends to give me a hard ride. He’s pumping his hips rapidly up and down in my ass filling me; I can feel his fuck tube, hard and tight, hitting my ring. His heavy balls slap my ass cheeks, and make that skin-on-skin sound with each thrust of his hips. Fuck his balls are huge, just like his cock, and I know they are full of his virus – the same virus he intends to plant in my ass. They hang well below the base of his cock, in a large hair-covered sack, which is swinging wildly now, as his body rocks against mine. “Ohhhhhh fuck … fuck me Chris, breed me … fucking breed me”, we both groan as his big poz dick pummels my asshole. “FUCK!! Give it to me Chris … gimme more of that unmedicated load … fucking poz my hole”, I blurt out. “Fuck yea!”, I hear Mike moaning as he’s jacking off, he’s getting off to our sex. I think Mike has been trying to get me poz for a long while now, and him jacking off, listening to be beg for the bug confirms it. He sticks a finger into his precum and reaches over feeding it to me. An “Mmmmmm” escapes my lips as I lap up his fluids. Chris is such an intent top, you can see it on his face, its as if he’s concentrating on an algebra test. All he can do is pant and try to breathe, as he works up a load to pump from his body into mine. I know Chris is intent on being my gifter, we kind of established that last night. I have no intention of stopping him from fucking me full of his HIV; I’ve become a bug chaser. I feel his cock begin to swell larger, his balls working hard to fill me with a large gushing load of white hot toxic male seed. It’s so hot thinking that Chris and I are not just fucking we are intentionally trying to infect me with HIV; this is clear to us. A few months or so ago I might have been nervous about all of this but Mike convinced me to go bareback with Chris, Mike convinced me to take that first poz load, and Mike convinced me to take loads at his conversion party. When I’m HIV+ Mike will be as responsible for my infection as Chris or anyone else. Here we are like a lot of times before it, Chris fucking my ass, and Chris about to share a load of infected semen with me. I subconsciously mouth the words, “He stopped taking his medication”, as he’s banging my ass, “Ohhhhhhhhhhhh fuck! FUCK!! FUCK!!”, I cry out loud as I think about that. “Did…”, I start to speak but cut myself, “…you do that just for me”. “Did what babe?”, I hear Chris. “Just fuck me… fuck me Chris, give me that load”, I speak up so I don’t have to explain all the thoughts bouncing around in my head. My musings haven’t registered with him and I can tell by his groans that the sex is bringing him closer and closer to the edge. “Ahhhhhhh… ahhhhhhh… babe….. oh fuck…. So close”, he moans out. One final hard thrust and his cock begins to spew its toxic load deep inside my ass. I can feel the warmth of his sperm coating my insides as he squirts deep. "OH FUCK YEA!!! FUCK!!! FUCKING TAKE IT!!”, Chris screams, as the load pumps into me. I keep grinding my hips into him, wanting him to spray paint every square inch in my rectum with that special spunk. When his hips stop gyrating into me, and he seems spent, I’m going to milk him for every last drop. I love the feeling of his huge cock in me, just resting, knowing he’s dumped his cargo. Even as he’s just laying there, that fat cock motionless inside me, I’m in total bliss. I know Chris just sent another infected load from his body into my accepting body. I’ve become a poz cum receptacle for him. Chris falls on top of me exhausted. My legs are still tightly wrapped around him, and for at least a moment or so, his wet cock remains lodged in me. I wrap my arms around him; and, with one quick jerk, I spin us around, until I’m lying on top of him. His eyes open instantly, as he looks up at me. I push myself up, until I’m on my knees, as I sat on his crotch. My cock is hard and leaking, sticking straight up against my bare pubic bone, as I look down at my sexy gifter. His cock is still wedged in me, but I can feel it shrinking. I pulls myself free from his cock, and lean forward, my precum making a huge mess on this chest. It’s at that moment Mike perks up, “Don’t move babe … time for round two”, he says. Mike hops up and moves so his legs are over Chris’, he intends to breed me, with me hanging over Chris’s body. Mike groans, “Ahhhhhhhhhh… hang … hang… ahhhhhhhhhh … yeah”, and the cock of the other man I love glides easily into my cummy ass. “Ohhhhh fuck yeah”, I moan, ignoring Chris for a moment, even though I know I’m soaking him in precum. I feel four sets of hands on my body, Mike pushing me down and forward a bit, so he can more easily ride me. I kiss Chris and moan against him as Mike starts to ride my ass. “Ahhhhhhhh…. Fuck yeah, … breed me Mike … fucking breed me … fucking …”, I moan but he’s interrupts, “Ahhhhh…. So good … don’t move”. I feel something odd like paper on my back and then he’s holding an envelope in front of my face, “That’s you babe”, but I can’t open it as I’m using both hands to brace myself. “Chris … please”, I groan. Chris grabs the envelope from Mike. Mike’s fucking motions have almost stopped, he’s all the way in though, and I can feel his cock throbbing. Chris opens the envelope, looks at it, and then pulls out a blue card holding it up for me. The card reads, “NEG” in big, white letters. I’m not entirely surprised, but my only response is a meager, “k”. My mind wonders and now I want to know what’s on Mike’s card. I squeeze down on hiss cock to remind him I’m still impaled on his dick and I still expect to be bred. Mike holds another envelope in front of my face ... “Mine”, he says, “He’s such a drama queen sometimes”, I think. He holds completely still, opening the envelope. He hands the card to Chris, and pulls out, and pushes back into me hard. I still can’t see the card, but Mike wasted no time in returning his focus to my ass. Then Chris let’s out a, “Fuck yea!” and slowly turns the card around to show me, its red and reads, “HIV+”. I wrap my hand around my hard cock, and stroke more of my leaking pre-cum from my shaft onto Chris’ chest. It’s oozing from the slit, and mixing with the hairs on his chest. Chris is now watching me intently as Mike picks up the pace. I tighten up my ass muscles to resist some until the head plunges all the way into my asshole. He pulls back and gives several quick, hard pumps and I jump as pushes hard and the head of his now poz cock is completely swallowed into my dark warm hole. “FUCK!”, I moan, “FUCKING breed me Mike!”. I know Mike gets fucked a lot, and probably took loads from everyone last night, but I also know he loves hot verbal and my begging is definitely working. Mike wanted to be infected, and now he is; and now he’s trying to give it to me. Good luck to him … I think Chris has already punched that ticket for me, but that shouldn’t stop me from goading Mike into a wild fuck. “I want it Mike … I want this … I want it so bad … fuck me”, I moan into Chris’ face as he’s leaning up to kiss me. “Fuck yea … pozzing my first hole”, I don't want to move around too much, I just want him to go for it and breed me deep. My asshole relaxes around the his cock as he’s pounding me. Mike pulls almost all the way out, fucking me with short, rough jabs, then his cock sinks deeper into my asshole, until my pelvic bone is nearly shoved up tight up against Chris’ face. Mike's cock is rock hard, filled with poz blood, I know very soon I’m getting my second load of unmedicated poz sperm this morning. I’m so fucking horned up from Chris, and now Mike, working me over that my cock and my mouth are drooling. Chris leans up to me and some of my drool literally goes right into his mouth. “Ahhhhhhh… ahhhhhh… fuck I love that ass babe”, Mike moans, as Chris and I start kissing again. Chris’ hands move from my chest to my hips and his grip helps my legs tighten up and keep me stable as Mike lays into me hard and heavy. I know Mike is intent on trying to poz me, so I reach back, pulling him deeper into me. I want his load, I know I’m ready for a serious breeding, and I want to be sure he knows it too. “Do it Mike … fucking nail me … fucking knock me up”, I start speaking directly into Chris’ open mouth. Mike grabs my hips and the pace of the fucking picks up. I look at Chris’ sexy face, with his brown hair, Mike is pumping my ass up and down. My cock is all over the place between Chris’ nipples … my precum is slinging out all over the place in small threads as my asshole puts a death grip on Mike’s poz fuck stick. Mike begins to moan out loudly ... "OH FUCK YEA! FUCK! OH FUCK ! HARD! JUST FUCKING LOVE THAT ASS KEVIN, FUCKIN’ LOVE THIS!!!" He goes on and on, as his cock violates my insides. Part of me feels like I’m riding his cock almost like a cowboy from Texas riding a wild bull. I plant my hands further into the bed, and push my ass back against his cock, causing our fuck to be even harder; all while trying to kiss Chris. At one point, I think my bed is going to collapse, we’re bouncing on it so hard. Mike moves his hands down, and is pushing his body up to mine, he’s fucking his cock down into my ass. Mike is jackhammering me, trying to get his seed in as deep as he can. We fuck like that for a while with him fucking me hard like the fucking pig sluts that we were. I haven’t even cum once; I'm not even sure if Mike cares, but my cock is rock hard, as he’s plunges in and out of my stretched hole over and over. I move my face into Chris’ neck, my ass high in the air waiting and wanting his poz load as he rides that hole. "Oh Fuck, baby; OH FUCK! I’m going to cum ... HARD!!", he says lashing out at my back, and I do my best to grip his cock tighter with my ass. I move my face into a kiss with Chris and his hands find my the steel girder between my legs. That last bit triggers something in both of us, because we begin to buck like animals, pounding away on each other, his cock slamming into his ass, hitting faster and deeper. “UHhhhhhhhhh…… uhhhhhhhhhhhhh…. “, I hear him, his orgasm coming fast. Then it happens, his cock begins to pump massive loads of freshly infected HIV+ jizz into my wet, well-fucked hole. It’s fucking wild; I can feel his balls tighten up as they pump, spewing huge globs of cum. Its amazing that Mike literally just found out he’s HIV+, and now the first poz load he spills is being jettisoned from his cock slit, deep into the darkness of my body. I swear if Mike cums any harder I’m going to taste his jizz. “Ahhhhhhhhhh……Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…. Oh fuck”, I’m screaming, my knotting up like a dogs, filled with my babies, until I’m ready to explode with force. The first shot of my cum rockets over Chris’ head splattering against the headboard and wall behind us. It hits hard, with enough force to hear it, and immediately begins to stream down toward the floor. My second and third shots land on Chris’ face, mouth and chest, causing my spunk to puddle in large amounts on his body. It seems like a lot, but I know from experience my balls have a lot more cum to produce, especially with me still being impaled on Mike’s dick. Thinking that my cock is going to start spewing cum all over the sheets, I grab my erupting cock, and aim the rest towards Chris’ mouth. He gets it and instantly, his mouth and lips are covered in my hot, white, and creamy load; which he licks and swallows down greedily, not realizing that the torrent of liquid from my balls isn't going to end soon. As my cock continues to lose its load, we all grip each other in the throws of the orgasms. I know Chris’ stomach is drowning in my boys and my ass is drowning in sperm from both of them, even though Mike’s seed might be more potent at the moment. Finally, when the orgasms pass, we all collapse, side by side, naked. Our soft cocks are lying on top of our stomachs and we’re drenched in sweat, drained, and exhausted. I’m trying desperately to catch my breath. "Fuck that was so hot”, I hear Mike as he looks over into my eyes. I can’t wait for them to fuck me again.

CHAPTER 6: The house seems a little spooky as we drive up, Mike parks, “Let’s go sexy”. I look around the street, it seems dark and a little creepy, and the house isn’t well lit up, “You sure this is it?”, “Yeah babe … I’m sure”. There are cars parked in the driveway and on the street, and as we walk around back, I can’t get over an odd chill. Mike knocks 3 times on the back patio door and we just walk in. We walk through what is obviously someone’s living room, down a hallway into a bedroom. “It’s in here?”, “No”, he says, and then he starts undressing. I looked at him, Mike really is smoking hot, then without prompting I remove my clothes, too. “Follow me”, he grabs my hand and completely naked we head out of the bedroom and down a flight of stairs. I can hear music playing. The stairs lead down to a finished basement, club music is playing, and it’s very dark except for a few strategically setup red lights here and there. I have no problem making out the sounds and the smells of guy on guy sex along with the requisite shadows, dimly lit faces and shapes. Mike grabs my cock and proceeds to lead me around, letting me take it all in as I grow firm in his grip. “C’mon”, and he moves in one direction, then another, each time we get close to some action and I think I’m going to get to watch someone being fucked we start moving again. Suddenly we’re standing beside Chris, he smiles and kisses me, “Hey sexy boy … having a good time yet?” I look down at the twink sucking on his cock, then back up at him, I feel a little drunk… I nod at him, and we kiss again. He moves closer to my ear, speaks softly, “You ready for some poz cock?” I look at him, a wild grin on his face, I smile and nod. Hearing that Chris pulls his cock from the twink’s mouth. The twink stands him up, Chris whispers something to him, and he leaves. I hadn’t really noticed the couch when we approached Chris, but he moves around to the “sitting” side of it, gently grabbing my hands and pulling me forward, “C’mon … bend over for me sexy boy”, he says as he pulls me toward him. My head feels like its swirling, the room has an odd glow, I look at Chris smiling and I feel a firm, wet cock being pushed into my ass … its Mike’s, I groan as that familiar fuck stick of his slides its way home. I look at Chris, he looks so sexy and devious, my cock is reeling as Mike pushes me into the back of the sofa. I feel like I’m leaking precum all over the leather. I can smell Chris’ armpits and the room is warm … the sound of guys fucking is overwhelming. I look to my right and there are 2 other guys, like me, pressed against the back of the couch getting their ass used. The guy closest to me seems completely lost. I know he’s being rode hard, but I can’t really make out the guy fucking him. In that moment as I feel Mike’s cock going in and out of my ass, he bends forward kissing the back of my neck, and Chris leans in towards me, kissing me … “You like that? You like that poz cock inside you?”, he says. I groan. Then I think, “Mike is poz now? When did that happen?” “Fuck yeah I do … Fuck me … Please fuck me Mike, give me your poz cum”, we’re both groaning and Chris is egging us both on … as I feel the hard cock and balls banging against and into my ass over and over. Mike has fucked and bred me so many times before, but for some reason right now I want this poz cock so bad, “POZ ME! POZ ME Mike!”, I shout. I can hear him groaning, “Yeah … give me that poz cock! Fuck me full of poz cum”, I can hardly believe what I’m saying. I hear him groaning harder, I know he’s close, I feel compelled to beg him for it again and again. I just keep saying the words. I jerk awake. I’m disoriented and feeling a bit of cotton mouth, but it’s quickly obvious my cock is wide awake and Mike is full bore using my ass. “Oh fuck … oh fuck”, I know that sound, I know he’s close. I decide to encourage him, “Yeah babe, that’s it… fuck me… fuck me… fucking breed me”, his breathing is heavy and labored. “Ahhhh… Yeahhh…. I’m gonna… oh fuck,… oh fuck”, he’s full on pumping my ass, and I know I’m about to receive another load of his sperm. The dream is sticking in my head, but I don’t use the word “POZ”. “Oh fuck … you want it”, he’s huffing, “Yeah”, “Ahhhhhhhhhh… ahhhhhhhhhhhhh FUCKKKKKKKK…. “, I feel him press all the way in, “CUMMMMMMING!!”, and he unloads what seems like a gallon of his cum into me. We lie there for a bit, I don’t cum, but I’m slow stroking a few times feeling his body, sweaty and heaving, cuddled close, then I remember how Mike came over last night. We ended up getting drunk and playful, but we passed out in my bed before we even fucked. I guess he woke up and decided to just go for it. Here we both are, naked, cuddled, my cock still hard as stone and his thick member deeply seated inside my cummy hole – other than the slight hangover, this is a perfect way to wake up. “Fuck that was hot”, he says as I feel him kissing the back of my neck, “Yeah”. “What were you dreaming … you talk in your sleep”, he says with a laugh. “I do not. Do I? What did I say?”, I laugh, a slightly nervous laugh recalling bits of my dream. “Well let’s just say you were really begging me for it. I think you’ve hanging out with Chris too much.”, “OH really?”, we both laugh. He hesitates a little, then says flatly, “You were begging me for poz cum”. The room goes quiet for a second, “Oh”, my only response. I lie … telling him I can’t really remember any of it. “Did you cum?”, “No, but its ok for now”. The thought of tonight’s sex party hits me … will it be anything like my dream? Will anyone besides Chris and Mike fuck me? All these crazy thoughts are criss-crossing my mind. I really had no idea what to expect, but my mind is now going in 100 directions thinking about it. Mike’s cock slowly deflates. As soon as his cock slides out of me I realize I want it back in there -- we separate and climb out of bed. I can hear him brushing his teeth as I make my way to the computer. Apparently I left BBRT open in a tab and logged in. I’ve got a few emails, but decide to only look at the one that reads, “Party detail”. Basic stuff … address, parking instructions but the intent seems clear … “Lube provided. Barebacking only. Bottoms should know most tops are poz. Guys that wanna be fucked use front door, guys that want to fuck use rear entrance near pool. Front and back door unlocked for ONLY 30 minutes starting at 8pm.” At that moment I realize my cock is hard and my pits are damp. I guess the direct approach works. I clicked over to the party listing to see it again, and sure enough, lots more guys have been accepted to attend since I saw it the first time. I click through several of the profiles wondering how many tops are actually HIV+, and how many of the bottoms are “Negative”, but are going to be just fine letting these poz men fucking them (like Mike). It doesn’t seem like a lot of bottom and versa guys have been approved. Even so there’s a decent mix of ages and body types. I count … there are 3 versatile guys and 8 bottoms on the list, including me and Mike. One of the bottoms is this hot guy in his 50’s, then there’s a 28yo and one twinkish looking guy who is really cute. All 3 of their profiles say they are “Negative. The twink’s got that short brown hair I love and his profile say he’s 18. He’s selected “Positive Okay” under the “Your status” option. There are lots of top and versatile top guys. I do a quick scan through several of them … almost all of them say “Undetectable” or “Positive”, with a few reading “Ask Me”. One profile reads “Negative” and another one reads “Neg + Prep”, but it seems like it’ll be impossible to avoid poz cum tonight. One of the tops I’m really attracted to is 30 years old. He’s got short dark brown hair, and a slim build. His HIV status says “Positive” and he’s chosen “No Preference” under “Your status”. I start thinking, “Mike and I really could end up testing positive after tonight is over”. My cock’s so hard, I feel weird but it occurs to me, I want this guy’s cock and cum inside me. “He’s hot!”, Mike says as he leans against me from behind, “Yeah he is”. “You should feel that big, uncut cock of his,… pierced, 4mm, feels amazing when he’s fucking you”, I turn around to look at him a little surprised, he has this shit-eating grin and just nods his head. I think I’m jealous. I turn back around, my head is swimming. I can feel Mike rubbing that beautiful penis against my skin, “Better be careful Kev … Might end up with something you can’t get rid of …”, he says in that not-so-serious sounding tone of his as his voice trails off. “I want that cock . . . in me”, I say it without even thinking. “This cock?”, he says pressing it firmly against me, “Or that cock?” “HA! That one”, I say flatly and with a slightly sarcastic tone. I can feel Mike continuing to rub against me as I look at the profile, I’m not lying, I really do want this guy to fuck me. Knowing the guy bred Mike makes me want him that much more. I feel Mike rubbing his precum on me, I unlock my pics. Here lately Mike and Chris are fucking me more separately than together, and Chris seemingly moreso than Mike, is becoming my regular fuck buddy… the thought occurs to me, “I wonder how often he’s breeding Mike now?” I love Chris’ cock, I try put the fact that he’s HIV-positive out of my head, and just let him use my hole. Mike seems like he’s totally stopped worrying about the whole thing or even thinking about … he used to talk so much about it when a HIV+ top fucked him, but now, he rarely mentions. I started assuming they were all poz. I think Mike is either completely indifferent about it now, or seeking it out, or I don’t know. The other day I noticed he changed the status on his BBRT profile back to “Negative”, and the “Your status” option now reads “Positive Only”. He also changed his profile text to state, “POZ guys welcome”. I turn and give Mike’s cock a kiss and suggest we hop in the shower. We try to relax and enjoy the warm water, Mike is obviously feeling playful and touchy, but I’ve got to piss and with all of this water flowing it won’t wait. His hands are on my neck as he kisses me, and my mind starts thinking about all the times he and Chris have cum in my ass; I start to plump up a bit and I know he can feel it, but I really need to let this piss out. Finally I decide to just lean back against the wall, I grab my cock, and with the shower water hitting both of us, I point my cock upwards, relax, and my yellow morning piss rifles out of me. It feels good … I really need this release. My stream is hard and fast as my bladder empties its contents on our upper bodies. My piss feels warm, and the smell is fairly stronger than normal as it streams down. Mike stops kissing me, brings his head forward and down, letting my stream fire directly into his gaping face hole. We’ve played around with piss before, but morning piss is rare, and I know that hot, salty taste he’s going back for seconds with, are my fluids at their most potent. My stream is strong but after a minute or so its tapering off and Mike takes me completely into his mouth to finish me off. He stands back up and grins at me, his cheeks bulging a bit. A quick kiss and my mouth is flooded with the fucking strong taste of my own pungent morning piss … “I want to do this again … and also with Chris sometime”, is all I can think. We break and I look down at Mike’s beautiful shaved cock, so much of his cum has been absorbed into my body, and here it is hanging over his smooth balls. I reach my hand and take hold of his cock. He just looks at me, his eyes slightly close, and then it starts with a short blast. Soon his cock is spraying piss all over my entire upper body. It’s yellow and the smell is strong like mine. Since I’ve momentarily got control of his manhood, I use it to piss-paint up and down my body, rinsing myself in everything he’s giving. I can’t resist though, I’ve got to get a taste. I lower my head into the stream to soak my hair and face. My mouth opens, and is immediately rewarded with the taste of Mike. I swallow, gulping it all down, until finally my mouth covers the head of his cock and I can drink from the tap. His stream begins to dwindle and his cock begins to expand in my mouth. What goes around comes around though, and I pop back up with puffy cheeks to feed this sexy man a bit of his own golden nectar in a kiss. He swallows before grabbing the back of my head and returning the kiss with everything he’s got. We shared sloppy, drunken kisses last night, but this is totally different. This is a tongue haphazardly getting rammed into my mouth. This is energetic, complex, lustful, passionate and delicious all at the same time. The whole experience is overwhelming – we’re both in heat. I haven’t cum yet and I’m incredibly horny; I can't let this need slow down or lose momentum for even a second. I slide my hands down Mike's hairless back and pull his hips into me. He responds with a slight gasp as our cocks make contact. I grind forward and backward and side to side and a jolt of pleasure runs through my whole body. As this erotic scene plays out in my bathroom, one of his hands starts to trace a line lightly down my spine. When he reaches my waist, he slides his fingers and reaches down to gently cup my left asscheek. Not to let him feel left out, I move both of my hands from his hips back onto his two perfect mounds. We pull each other in tighter and I relish the contact between our slippery, smooth stomachs when they come together. I slide myself up and down against him, causing wonderful, erotic sensations from our chests all the way down through our cocks. We’ve had lots of sex but somehow, at this moment, this intensity feels so much more erotic to me. I finally break our kiss to catch my breath. I drop to my knees in front of him and run my hands up his wet thighs. Because of our grinding Mike is fully hard again. I reach for his cock. The instant I make contact, his cock jumps and a light moan escapes his lips. I wrap my hand fully around his rigid shaft and wipe his piss slit all around my lips and use my tongue to get any remaining piss droplets. It might be my imagination, or just raging libido, but he looks even longer and thicker to me right now. I look up at Mike and he makes eye contact with me. His face seems flush and it’s more than obvious what we both want. I lean forward and wrap my mouth around the outline of his head. I follow the path of my hands and slide my lips all the way down to the base, all while looking up directly into his eyes. "Oh, fuck, Kev." Mike throws his head back and pushes his hips forward, trying to get more of himself into my mouth. I take a few more seconds to explore the shape of his manhood as I suckle him. I gently lick and suck, removing it and letting it rub against my face. I love it when Mike fucks me, he’s so good at it, but I don’t enjoy it quite as much as I like getting to put my mouth all over him. The taste, the feel, the smell – I love every second of it. Warmed up from our earlier fun and then the hot water in the shower, Mike looks bigger and juicier than ever, like his cock is just begging me to put it in my mouth. And, that’s just what I do. I take the head again into my mouth, tasting it and loving how full it makes my mouth feel. I swirl my tongue around the end, savoring the contours and ridges of his big, flared head. I run the tip of my tongue up and down his flesh, feeling him twitch again. "Oh my god," Mike starts to moan, reaching a hand down to cradle the back of my head. He pushes forward gently, and I don't fight him, instead driving my head forward onto his shaft. I bob my head up and down while he lightly rocks his hips in time with the motion, our smooth, toned bodies under the spray of the showerhead. He tastes so good. Once we have a good rhythm going, I raise up my hands to explore his hips, stomach, thighs, and ass. Mike is like an Adonis to me, with all the right edges, ridges, and curves. I love the way his hip bones jut out ever so slightly. His rippled stomach is amazing. His ass muscles are firm but layered with the perfect amount of soft padding over the top of it. And then there's the masculinity of the band of neatly trimmed pubic hair above his cock. "Ahhhhhh … I'm close babe ..." His voice seems shaky and takes me out of my reverie of body worship. I look up to see what he wants, sliding back until just the head of his dick is resting on the top of my tongue. He's close, but does he want me to stop, or is going to let me have my reward? He looks down at me … "Oh fuck babe, gonna cum … gettin’ close" I don't need him to tell me twice. I rarely get to swallow his seed and in for an ounce, in for a pound I guess. I take him back into my mouth and take a few slow strokes over the first inch or two of his member. Then I extend to the first three inches. I know where I want to go with this, but I want it to build up a little bit. I keep up my rhythm, slowly taking more and more of him into my mouth. I can hear his breathing getting louder, and I know I have him right on the edge. It's time for this guy to take another one of Mike’s loads. I grab handfuls of both his asscheeks and pull him as far into my mouth as I can, burying him in me to the hilt. I hold him there in my throat, and I can feel his cock swelling with the start of his orgasm. Here it comes! I pull back just enough to take the first shot of his cum directly on my mouth. It's warm and salty, just how I remember it. I swallow. A second, a third and a fourth volley, I swallow every drop, then hold him there for a few more seconds, gently cleaning off the last few drops of cum with my tongue as they leak out. "Holy fuck!," he says breathlessly, "…that was amazing babe." He takes a few gulps of air and then pulls me up to my feet. I partly expect him to drop down and return the favor, but instead he turns me around so my back is facing him. He slides up behind me and reaches around to put his hands on my chest and stomach. I close my eyes as his fingers explore my body and bask in the sensations. He pulls away and I pop my eyes open, wondering what he's up to. Then he's back pressed against me, and his hands feel silky as he moves across my torso. Mike is in his own little world as he wraps his hand around my rock hard tool and starts gently stroking it. For something as simple as a handjob it feels amazing. As Mike continues jacking me off, I feel his spent cock, pressing lightly into my backside. It's pushing into my crack, and I push back into him. Mike’s cock, even soft, pressing into the space around my ass is sending erotic sensations all through my body. Feeling his deflated, raw cock in my crack is all it takes to get me right to the brink. I twist my head around and let my mouth find Mike's. He locks his lips over mine and I feel my cock start to swell in his hand. He stops jacking me, but holds his hand there as I blow my load, a huge explosion of cum blasting out across the bottom of my shower. I groan and almost lose my footing as I'm swept up in my orgasm, but Mike holds me in place, one hand around my waist and the other wrapped tightly around my erupting dick. We finish up in the shower both looking a bit spent. “I guess all I’ll be good for tonight is bottoming”, Mike says with a laugh, “Me too”, and we both laugh. Mike decides to dress and go home for a bit, but is quick to remind me the party starts at 8pm and he’ll be back about 7 to collect me. Mike and I say our goodbyes and he promises to see me in a few short hours. I text Chris: Me: Hey sexy … horned? Chris: Hell yes! … Hard and needing to breed ass Me: Haha come over : ) Me: I’m horny, Mike just left Chris: He didn’t fuck you? Me: Oh he did : ) Chris: How many loads Me: 2 Me: Only one in my ass though, … want more Chris: Hot! Keep it in there Chris: You’ll get more tonight Chris: See you in a few hours Me: Dammit! Chris: LOL Me: LOL … Cool Chris: you want my poz cock? Me: Yeah I do I decide to relax for a bit and make sure I’m good and clean and prepped for some fun tonight. The time seems to drag on but finally as its getting toward dusk I get a text from Mike: Mike: omw Me: k Mike: Let’s have shots before we go, ..also bringing something for you Me: k … what? Mike: You’ll see I dig out some Vodka and some other ingredients trying to think of whatever kind of shot to make when Mike arrives. He lets himself in and hands me an “energy shot” … “I thought you meant alcohol”. “HA! I do, but we’re gonna be there a while … thought you might want some caffeine, too”, “You know for a minute I thought you were bringing drugs or something”, “HAHA! Ummm nope ... none of that”. We kiss, down the energy shots and I make a couple of Kamikazes, followed by a “Cock Sucking Cowboy” and whatever we can think of … they are sweet, but tasty. “You wearing that?”, he asks as he feels for my underwear. I’m in a t-shirt and shorts with my 2-xist underwear, he’s not dressed much differently, “Yeah thinking about”, “That’s cool … but lose the underwear”. Mike kisses me again and I get images from my dream coming back to me… a cold chill hits my neck, and the hair on my arm raises a bit, what were we about to go do? I feel the alcohol settling in. I’ve never been to a sex party and I’m not sure what to expect, and how much of it if any will be like my dream. Will I be “poz” after tonight? My head is swimming, but I tried not to let Mike in on my queasiness and move my arm around him to pull him tight as he kisses me. “Ok sexy, let’s go”, and we head out with Mike driving. “Tonight is going to be amazing babe … gonna seriously break in your sex party cherry”, “Oh yeah … you been to one of these before?”, “HAHA! You could say that”. “Will there really be 40 or how-many-ever guys there”, “Hmmm … Idk, always seems like a lot, not sure it’s ever that many”, and I start to wonder how many of these things Mike has been to. “We meeting Chris there?”, “Uhmmm … yea, he says he’ll be there”. We drive what seems likes forever but finally enter what is a quiet residential area, if you can call it that, in the middle of nowhere. The homes are nice enough with lots of land between them, … it’s all very private really, and feels remote. We park, there are lots of other cars scattered about, but for this area the house seems a little small, “C’mon babe ... let’s go.” I grab Mike’s right hand with my clammy left one and we walk towards the front.

Chapter 4: I woke up in bed the next morning with Mike wrapped around me, fast asleep, his mouth and face on my shoulder. Looking at the clock it’s obvious we’ve slept most of the morning away … and part of me still can’t believe I let a guy who I know is HIV+ cum inside me. I felt creeped out, a little scared and horny all that the same time; my cock is hard as a rock. I reached down to feel my dick, when I feel Mike’s hand on it too, he’s awake now and just looking at me … without even speaking we start making out. Breaking the kiss, “Let’s go get a shower babe”, Mike says, I nod. Mike gets up and I watch his cute ass make its way to the shower, “Let me get the water warm”, and I start it up getting it nice and ready for us. I close the door and press Mike against the wall making out with him as the water beats down on us, “Ahhhh … damn gotta piss”, I keep kissing him, “Go ahead”. He looks and me and we both grin and then I feel his warm morning piss come shooting out of his cock and hit our bodies as we continue to kiss. I try to focus, and then it happens, now I’m soaking both of us with my morning piss, too. I piss in the shower all the time but this is the first time with someone. I like it. Mike finishes his piss, and then mine finally trickles off, I’m hard as rock. “Does that thing ever go down?”, I ask grabbing hold of his cock, "HA! You should know it's hard 90% of the time, just the way you like it – horny fucker." "Hey, tell me, how long have you and Chris been fucking"? I ask as he stands behind me and begins washing my back with soap. "Well, we’re not fucking, he’s fucking and breeding me; I think it’s been a couple of months now." I was enjoying his touches, “How long has he been poz?”, then I caught myself, “I’m sorry … that’s probably none of my business”. "No, it’s alright … it’s alright, I asked him that once too, he said he tested poz last year … probably been about a year now", he didn’t seem too surprised by question. “Cool … “, and my voice trails off, I want to ask Mike if he’s afraid of getting it. We stayed silent as Mike worked my back and my sides, touching and feeling my body more than actually washing it. Mike's hand slid down my chest, over my abs, and down to my hard dick. He grabbed it with his fist and stroked a few times. I turned my head, and our mouths meet. Another hot kiss, deep and forceful as the water from the shower continued engulfing us. I can feel his raw dick wedged in between my tight ass cheeks as he’s slowly grinding his hips into me. I bent forward slightly, my right hand holding the back of Mike's head, as our kiss lingers. With my left hand behind me, I move his hard fat cock between my cheeks. His cock moves right to my fuck hole, and immediately the mushroom shaped head of his cock is pressing against the entrance. No matter how many times we fuck I love how his cock always feels teasing my ass. My hole is still wet from earlier and Mike makes one thrust of his hips and his cock is quickly submerged in my ass. We both moan … deeply … as his cock fills the cavity of my fuck hole. He holds on to me as his hips began to thrust against my ass, shoving his cock deeper into me. “Fuck yea … love that ass, and it’s still wet from all that cum earlier, too”, all I could do is moan. Between words our tongues are intently exploring and caressing each other as our kiss hasn’t subsided in the least. Actually as his cock begins fucking me our kiss intensifies in a way that makes me ask, “Why aren’t we always fucking here in the shower?”. My hand pulls his head closer, our lips are so tight against each other, it almost hurts. “Did you like his cock?”, he asks, I nod, and moan a “Yes” into his mouth, not wanting to really break the kiss. “And his cum?”, he persists, I moan another “Yes … yes” into his mouth. Mike moans as he sucks on my tongue. The thought of Chris fucking two loads of poz cum into me goes through my mind, and I feel weird about it, but my cock is telling me I loved it as its getting tighter in Mike's grip while he slowly strokes it. All this in my head while his own fat cock pumps my ass. My balls are tight against the base of my dick. I can feel them working hard to produce the spunk that’s about to flow down this shower drain. Our breathing, as if in unison, is labored, our mouths full of each other’s tongues, and I feel like Mike is trying to fuck whatever remains of Chris’ cum deeper into my body. He continues with the powerful thrust of his hips, gliding his cock effortlessly in and out of my fuck hole, as we are pelted with warm water by the shower head above us. I can always tell when Mike’s getting close to shooting his load as soon as it begins, his cock gets harder and fuller inside me. My ass muscles are tightening around the girth of Mike's raw dick as it begins to swell and fill me with cum. Mike's grip on my cock tightens as he thrust his ass forward sending his cock deeper inside me, while his balls bound up underneath his hard-on and produce the sperm I want and crave so much. “Ahhhhhhh… ahhhhhhh… fuccccck… fuckkkkkkkkk … “, he blurts out, and after a few small quick thrusts of his hips I know my ass is now full with another load of Mike’s hot, white spunk. As he comes down from his orgasm, he quickly begins stroking my cock again, bringing me to my own intense explosion, one...two, three, four, and “ahhhhhhhhh … ahhhhhh” ... five shots of my sperm hit the shower wall and several small shots go right down the drain before I can finally catch my breath. We stay like that a minute before his cock slides out of me and I turn around kissing him again, I think, “I’m starting to fall for this guy”. We smile at each other and it just bubbles out of me, “Do you think you’re poz now Mike?”. This definitely catches him by surprise, but I can see him digest it and his face returns to normal, “I don’t know … does it matter?” Balls in my court now, I wasn’t expecting that, I gulp, “Uhmmm … no, no … doesn’t matter doesn’t change how I fee’” and I cut myself off, realizing I just outed my feelings for Mike. He grins, “Good … let’s get out of here and get dried off”.

Chapter 4: Going All The Way I fumbled with my belt. Oh god. I was out of control again. I unfastened my trousers and tossed them aside. With only a second of hesitation, my white shirt and underwear followed. I was naked in front of him. Only now did he remove his own jeans. He wasn't wearing underwear so his shlong hung partly erect. He turned me around to face the counter and stepped up behind me. “I have a condom in my jacket.” I said. "Never use them" he growled in my ear. His cock was pressed against my ass. "I'm negative" I said although I didn't move to try to stop him. "I'm not." He cock now sliding into my crack. "And you knew that yesterday.. Tell me it didn’t turn you on.” The tip of his big dick touched my rosebud and I moaned. I flexed my back to line him up with my hole. "Tell me you want it" I could feel my last chance to stop this was slipping away. But I didn’t want to stop. I couldn’t stop. "Yes. I want it." I moaned. "Beg." He was right. I was - I am - just a slut to be used. I surrendered… my lust had won. I was going to cheat on my husband for the second time in two days and I didn't even know this guys name. ”Please fuck me. I need it so bad. I need you inside me.” His hand was on my back, pressing down and bending me over against the counter. He pushed against my hole but my body tightened up against his thick eight inches. My hands found the lube bottle and I reached back to apply more. He slapped my hands away. "I told you to be lubed up and ready. What you have there will have to do." It had been years since my ass had anything but my husbands prick in me and this was so much bigger. He was determined to get inside me, however, and I was determined as well. Finally, like my throat the day before, my manhole remembered how to take a dick and his head slipped inside. I grunted in pain, glad for the empty hallways around the bathroom. He was so thick and I could feel my assring stretched tight around him. It was like losing my virginity again. My dick had gone softer with the pain. He pushed again and an inch of his shaft followed the cockhead. He wasn't gentle. This was a fuck, not "making love". I was a hole to be used for his pleasure. And it was the most amazing sex I’d felt in years. Despite the pain, I pushed back into his thrusts, eager to feel him balls deep inside me. Another inch, then another…. half of his eight inch dick was inside me. He was hitting my prostate and I was swept away on waves of pleasure. He was merciless in his insistence on getting his dick in deep. He still had one hand on my back, keeping me bent over the counter, and another on my right hip to pull me back into his thrusts. “God your hole is so tight.” The deep rumble of his voice made my ass clench tight around him. All the skills that had lay dormant for so long we're coming back to me now as I relaxed a little to let him thrust deeper, then tightening as he pulled back. He was hitting part of me that my husband never did. I pushed thoughts of Thomas aside. It felt too good to be bothered with guilt right now. My dick, was getting hard again. This uncut cock was hitting that part of me that had been neglected for so long. Finally, after several more minutes of thrusting, I felt his stomach against my back and his balls resting against my ass. He was completely inside me. I clenched my hole tight around his shaft and was rewarded with a pleased moan escaping from him. He was slamming his dick into me now. And I was meeting every thrust. He had both hands on my hips to hold me in place. My ass was stretched and sore but I didn’t want the feelings to stop. I’m not sure how long we were there. It felt like forever and it felt like no time at all. Everything forgotten but the sensation of being truly fucked. We were both panting and the sound echoed in the room. “Here it comes, boy. I’m going to breed your ass.” “Yeah, give it to me! Give me your load… shoot that POZ load inside me.” I felt him tense up, his grip on my hips tighten, his dick swelling even more inside me. He slammed in deep one final time. He groaned as he reached his peak. His throbbing manhood shooting in my ass again and again. Damn this man could produce cum. Finally, his grip on my hips relaxed and I could hear him breathing heavily above me. He didn’t pull out. His dick was still hard and he began to slowly thrust again. He hit my prostate. Again. And again. I spasmed. My hole clenched tight. My own load shoot all over the edge of the counter. He slapped my ass hard and I felt him shoot again inside me. His dick was so thick I could feel every pulse and every wave. It took him a minute to catch his breath and he slowly pulled out of my ass. His cream - his HIV infected cream - was dripping and running down my leg. I’m not kidding… this guy produced enough cum for two or three men. He slapped my ass again with a chuckle and easily slid his finger into my hole. “Not so tight anymore.” I was barely aware when he pulled me off the countered, pushed me to my knees, and stuck his dick in my mouth. “Clean me up.” I obediently sucked and licked his dick. I could taste my own ass juices as my tongue caressed his shaft, as it slid under his foreskin. I licked the cum from his pubes and thighs, savouring each tasty drop. When he was finally content, he pushed me roughly away. As he pulled his pants back on and tucked his soft dick back into his jeans, I turned to the counter and licked up my own spooge. He laughed behind me but I didn’t care. I was in heaven, absolute heaven. He slipped on his shirt and opened the door to leave. I looked up and called after him, my voice pleading. “Same time on Monday?” “And what about your husband?” The mockery, even contempt, in his voice was palpable. “I thought “I don’t… uh…” I stammered. “I mean… no one has ever made me feel that good.” He shrugged. “You don’t understand, do you? I’ve had you…. I’m done with you now. On to something new.” “Please… I need to feel you in me again.” You ‘married’ men are all the same. You pretend to be so devoted but bend over for dick the first chance you get.” His smile was malicious. “I’ll tell you what. Be here every day next week, same time, and I’ll make sure you get some dick.” He gestured at the middle stall. “Be in there. Anyone that comes in here was sent by me. You will suck them, you will let them fuck you… whatever they want.” He waited until I nodded acceptance. “If everyone I send is pleased, I will fuck you again.” The door closed behind him leaving me alone, still naked, still on my knees in the men’s room. We both knew that I would be here and do whatever I had to.