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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.

fuuuuuuuuuuckME! 😆

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.

So, here I am of my first day out of school for the summer, my parents are at work and I have nothing to do except lay here and jack off and think of something to do. We just moved here a couple of months ago due to a job change for my Dad and I have always lived in the big city’s with room to walk, now I only have a yard and a big ass park down the street to go to. Since my parents are big beer drinkers I figure it is almost noon, so I grab 6 of their beers in a bag and decide to check out the park. After entering the park I start walking and the road and I see trails off into the woods and decide to check one out. I walk for a bit and find a small river/creek that is running fairly fast and sit down against a tree and watch the water and started drinking my beers. I must have been on my fourth or fifth beer when I heard what sounded like a commotion behind me. As I look around if I had not been sitting I would have fallen over, there about 50 feet away was a white guy on his knees sucking a black guy’s cock. In all my life I have heard of the gay life and sex but this was mind blowing. I just continued to watch as this white guy just went to town sucking the blackest cock I have ever imagined. The black guy was talking really nasty to the white guy, telling him “yeah white boy, suck that black cock, get it deeper, going to give you a good load down that bitch white throat”. Now I should have just got back behind the tree until they were done, but somehow I moved further out and broke a branch on the ground that drew both of their attention. Oh shit, now what. I look at the black guy who is smiling at me and the white guy gets up and they both walk over to me with the black guy still having his cock out and hard. As they reach me the black guy asked “do you think this boy liked the show”? The white guy grabs my cock and says “yeah, he is hard as a rock”. At this point the white guy pulls down my shorts to my ankles and grabs my cock. At this point I should have pulled up my short and ran like hell screaming all the way, but here I am with a guy holding my cock and balls and looking between the black guys cock and his eyes and the evil smile. The black guy then puts his hands on my shoulder and pushes down and I seem to just float to my knees where I now looking right at this guy’s cock in my face. The black guy grabs his cock and starts to hit my lips with his cock until I open my mouth to say ouch only to have him push his cock in my mouth. The white guy leans in to my ear and starts giving me my first lesson of how to use my lips and tongue and how to keep my teeth off telling me how I am going to be coming back after today for a lot more. Then white guy then leans down and drove his tongue into my ass, I thought I was going to lose it right then and there, fuck did that feel awesome. Meanwhile the black guy starts calling me all sorts of degrading names and terms “suck my black cock you white bitch, yeah, so easy to turn out a punk white boy for black meat, guess you’re going to get this big fat load down your bitch throat”, all his talking seem to just turn me on more and as he kept telling me what a cocksucking bitch I was going to be the more I tried to get more of his cock in my mouth. The black guy then opens this bottle and puts it under my nose telling me to inhale deep and I do, “Fuck” my head is spinning and I seem to want to suck more and more of this cock in me, I then feel the white guy pushing a finger in my ass, then another one and another, I am in heaven. The black guy keeps feeing me the bottle under my nose and the white guy who is somehow naked is still telling me how much of a pig I am going to become when this is over. The white guy then pulls out a bag of something and a bottle of what I found later was lube, he mixes the lube and the stuff in the bag and starts to finger it up my ass. I am go back to sucking on the black guys cock and hitting the brown bottle, a few minutes later I start to feel a rush of rushes. I start to just suck and not knowing what a gag reflex was yet, but I just wanted his cock buried in me. The white guy was now behind me with his cock pointed right as my ass. He gets the tip at my hole and starts to push, telling me go with it, that it will hurt for a minute but then I am going to love it. The black guy pulls his cock out tells me to hit the bottle deep, as it kicks in the white guy pushes in and now pass my once virgin ring. I tried to move forward trying to get away from the pain, but then I am so unstable and the white guy just keeps talking dirty to me, telling me now I am his bitch, his cumdump and that he was going to breed me full of his seed. What seemed to be an eternity was only a few minutes before the pain subsided and another hit of the bottle I was finding myself getting into it. Now the black guy puts his cock back at my mouth and he tells me to “suck that black cock you bitch” and boy do I ever. It never dawned on my if anyone had walked down there they would have seen a high school kid on his hands and knees with a cock fucking him in the ass and a black guys cock driving in his mouth, and at this point I didn’t care. The black guy starts to tell me he is close and gives me another hit of the bottle and tells me to start swallowing, at this point he lets volley after volley of cum loose in my mouth and I do as he says not knowing any better. The white guy is not far behind telling me I will be pregnant with his babies in a second and he lets out a roar and unloads my ass. The black guy just zips up his pants and says “see you soon” and walks off, the white guy pulls his cock out of my ass and wipes the rest of his cum on my ass cheeks, and I am still on my hands and knees wondering what just happened. The white guy then grabs my cock and balls and squeezes and asks me where I live, the pain was so bad I just blurted out my address to him and he tells me to meet him at the rest area down the road tomorrow at noon and just to wear shorts, no underwear or shirt or he would be at my house to get me, then walks off. To be continued.....

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...

Thanks for the four new well written chapters - was hard as a rock reading them as I have been throughout this story from the beginning.

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At the Disney Dolphin for work Nov 20-22, looking to host for hot studs that like a big beefy daddy ass. Can be anon or extended play, the more the merrier. Come fill my holes before I head north again.

Yesterday on my way home from work I stopped off at the Forrest preserve. A guy in a white work truck stopped not far from me and just sat in his truck. I couldn’t see what he looked like but I don’t really care. A dick is a dick. I went over to the bathroom walking by his truck. I still didn’t get a good look at him but I looked his way anyway to let him know I was interested. When I got into the bathroom. It’s a single use with a lock on the door. I left the door slightly cracked. I could see his truck through the crack and it wasn’t long before he got out and started to walk toward the bathroom. I am a small guy 5’5” 130#, so I was pleasantly surprised to see a 6’ 180 very handsome man coming toward the bathroom. He opened the door and pretended like he didn’t know I was there. He said” oh im sorry” I said...” you can come in”. He came in and locked the door behind him. He pulled up his shirt to unbutton his pants and I could see he had a washboard stomach with a nice thick hair trail up his chest. He pulled his dick out and it was semi hard. Not too long about 7.5 but very very thick. Most of you bottoms know that a thick dick tells you that you are in for a good time. I asked the usual question “ what are you into?” He said he liked it all. I saw he had a wedding ring on and he was masculine so I took the safe bet and assumed he was all man and a top. I quickly went down and started sucking on his beautiful knob. I rarely have issues with cock but his was a jaw breaker. After sucking him awhile I stood back up and played with his beautiful pecks that were covered with hair. I started to suck ok one of his beautiful nipples and I felt his hand slide down my back and his finger go between my crack to my pussy. I knew he wanted to breed me so I turned around and leaned up against the wall to give him a better view. I heard him groan and could feel his wet from my mouth cock slide up and down my crack. I asked “do you want it”. He said fuck yeah... do you have a condom? I like to be honest and up front so I said that I never use them. At that point I thought he was just going to turn me back around and start fucking my face again. I could feel him spit on my hole and his hand and start to force his cock in me. I am sure he was married to a woman because most straight guys fuck boy pussy like it’s girl pussy. They don’t give you time to adjust they just go right in. He bottomed out quickly and started to pound away on me. I didn’t expect him to last long so I made the most of it and started to moan with his thrusts. He started to get more vocal and said “ do you like that baby? Do you like my cock? I moaned back fuck me. I could tell that he was getting close and he grabbed my shoulders and pulled back hard on his cock. He moaned loud as he came. As you bottoms know ... there is nothing more satisfying that getting a man off. I wanted him to make sure that he remembered me and jacked off to me a lot so when he pulled out I quickly turned around and bent down and sucked him clean. All he said was holly fuck! He thanked me and left. I went home with a thick hot load in my pussy.

DITTO

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.

The delusional homos in here talking about how much better off the economy is and how they're personally better off under Trump as if he's not literally trying to protect the right to fire y'all for being gay... Whew!

Loves the military? He couldn’t be bothered to serve in it when called to do so because of imaginary “bone spurs” and he just robbed the military of $3.6 Billion (yes, with a “B”) intended for needed defense projects at home and abroad in order to build his useless wall on the southern border to deal with his Trumped-up national emergency. Loves first responders? His answer to disaster relief is to throw paper towels at people like he’s shooting basketballs. He loves claiming credit for the work of first responders, but as for stepping up to aid those stricken by calamity - he’s a disaster. Loves the police? Our way of life? We’re a nation of laws, justice, custom, and honor. Trump flouts the law, has plainly obstructed justice, defies the customs that make our society work, and has demonstrated his utter and complete lack of honor with his daily brazen and unmistakable displays of hypocrisy and lying. Loves our country? Rubbish. Trump loves Trump. He would make himself the first King of the United States if he could - never doubt it. Love it? He doesn’t even understand it. To love America is to embrace its wild diversity so much that you would sacrifice to preserve it. That is what American patriots do. Trump has never sacrificed anything for the common good, never given of himself, and through word and deed proven that he can’t stand the diversity that is the hallmark of the nation. Loves this country? Donald Trump hates America at its best. When Trump hugs the Flag it makes me want to vomit. Insincerity comes off him in waves. He does it purely for show, not because the Flag holds any reverence for him. One does not honor the Flag by hugging it. If one is in service, one salutes the Flag. If civilian, one places one’s hand over the heart and removes the hat. Even in protest, the loyal citizen takes a knee. Trump’s hugs demean the Flag and are both an outrage and an impropriety. But of course, he has no shame. The man is a liar, an imbecile, a narcissist, a criminal, and utterly unfit for the office. Yet because he’s a loudmouth who will. Not. Shut. Up. and doesn’t give a shit about real problems, he manages to hoodwink millions of people who don’t want to use their brains to think. He seems to have hoodwinked you. Of course, that assumes that you actually are a Swede and aren’t just a paid Russian troll come here to try to manipulate American politics (again) for the 2020 election. If a Russian troll, иди трахни себя.

You'd have to hate yourself and the community to vote for Donald Trump. The fact that anybody who isn't a bigoted white straight man supports him makes no sense. He hates women, he hates LGBT people, he hates anyone who isn't white.

Best way to administer poppers?naked in a dark video booth,music pounding away,your cockhead pressed against a young man's moist pink pucker as he grinds back against you...Hold the bottle under his nose as he takes a couple deep hits.Then feel yourself ease into him as you two fuck as nature intended.That's how i learned about poppers.It was heavenly...few minutes later I was coming down off that rush as he was leaving,and his seed was running out of me and down my legs,,,:)

I was 10

Sometimes I wait at the blue store of porn theater until I see a few guys going in and out a stall knowing their blowing loads Into some random slut just so I can feel a really slutty cummy ass on my cock. I love the smell of it. The feel. The warm wet slippery hole so hot on my cock. That shit really turns me on. I've decided I can only date another fuck pig. It's too hard not to. Like I'd want my boyfriend to know this fact about me and take a bunch of cum for me just so I have that experience of fucking my slutty boyfriends ass. I'd marry that guy.

CHAPTER 5: Last week Mike stayed at my house, or me at his almost every night, and he bred my ass every single time. Mike cums harder, and in a larger volume, than most any top I’ve been with … as least seems like it – since when we’re together, almost all of his cum ends up in my ass. Mike likes taking cum too, apparently. Several times, when we’re naked together, I’ve reached around to feel his hole, and I’d swear it’s wet with a load. I know someone is breeding him, and I’ve got a very good idea of who. The last time we fucked I begged him, “Fuck me the way Chris fucks you … breed my ass babe … cum in me”, Mike just moans when I talk nasty to him like that. I still have mixed feelings knowing that Chris is fucking Mike bareback, and squirting HIV+ cum into his him; but it’s his choice. I know Mike could end up testing positive, but when we’re together, and his raw cock enters me, all of that goes out the window, and all I do is beg for cum. This week hasn’t been nearly as exciting for me. Mike and I haven’t been able to get together for our regular fuck sessions. I’m so fucking horny – I want a man’s seed in my ass right now – I need to be fucked. I sign into BBRT, it’s often hit or miss for me, but it feels like my best shot for getting bred right now. The “Local Parties” link catches my eye, it reads “(5)”, which is odd because usually it just reads “(2)”, and more often than that, none. There are the usual “Cum hole visiting” type parties, but what’s interesting to me is a party labeled, “HUMP Day Cum Party”, and it’s tomorrow night; Tops, Bottoms and Versatile guys welcome. I haven’t had a lot of group sex but suddenly I’m interested. I click into it, and the detail pretty much confirm it. This is a group sex party for a mix of guys. I click on the host’s profile link, he’s a hot looking guy in his 40’s. He’s a versatile top and his status reads “Undetectable” – I think, “Damn that’s a hot poz dick”. I shake my head, my libido is betraying my logical thoughts. I say “fuck it” and unlock my pics for him. Going back to the party invite, in the 2nd paragraph of text, the host stresses that he doesn’t want to end up with all tops or all bottoms but interested guys should unlock and wait for a reply. My cock is obviously interested, I can feel the precum. So far, fifteen guys have been accepted. One of the tops has a hot looking cock, so I click into his profile, and it’s Chris. I give it all of two seconds thought and unlock for him, too. Back to the party list, and the next shoe drops, “that’s Mike’s profile”, I mouth. I decide to click on his profile link. “He’s changed a few things”, I think. For one thing his preferred position now reads, “Bottom”; which feels odd considering how much he’s been breeding my ass. Largely his profile is the same, but his HIV status now reads “Not Sure”, instead of “Ask Me”, and his looking for HIV status reads, “Positive Only”. My face immediately feels flush. The hot guy who’s been breeding me lately, and that I have close feelings for, is telling everyone on BBRT that he wants to bottom solely with HIV+ tops. “How long has this been going on? Did Chris convince him to do this? Is Chris trying to give Mike HIV? Does Mike want HIV?”, the thoughts all criss-crossing my mind. My head starts to swim a bit. I feel weird, I enjoy sex with Mike so much, and Chris too. I think, “How did it comes to this? When did it happen? Why the hell hasn’t he told me about his decision?” I wasn’t sure what to do about all this, but after a few minutes, I resolved that in some way I had started down this path, and I wasn’t backing out now. I like Mike, I like Chris, I’m not about to push away guys I’m seriously into – even if one of them is poz. I gulped and went in to edit my profile. I changed my status to “Not Sure” too, and my looking for status to “No Preference”. It felt oddly comfortable. Chris has fucked me, and I know Chris is fucking Mike a lot lately, and Mike is fucking me a lot lately; I can’t be 100% sure I’m still negative. This feels more honest. I still wasn’t sure about it, my head still lightly swimming, then I hit the save button; I wouldn’t be able to change anything for another 24 hours. I logged out and tried not to think about what any of it means, my cock is rock hard, I texted Mike. Me: Hey sexy Mike: Hey babe Me: Can I have Chris’ #? Mike: Yea … sure Mike: 713-555-5555 Me: Thx Mike: Have fun : ) I could have explained why I wanted Chris’ number, but Mike knows how horny I am, he knows why I want it. I text Chris. Me: Hey Chris … What’s up? Horny? Chris: Ummm … sorry, who is this? Don’t have this # Me: Sorry, its Kevin, Mike’s friend Me: Horned as fuck here Chris: Haha yep yep Chris: I remember that hole Chris: I’m always horny Me: Wanna fuck? Chris: Can’t host Me: You can come over lol Chris: You are horny, aren’t you? Chris: Almost done with work, after? Me: How long you think? Chris: ‘bout an hour Me: Cool Me: Remember where I live? 1392-B Selmfield Lane Chris: Cool … yea think so Chris: Message you when I leave, prob take 15 minutes to get over there Me: Cool I decided to make sure I’m ready. True to his word, Chris texts me with “omw” almost an hour later. I’m horny and so ready for his cock and cum. I responded with “Door unlocked, in bedroom”. About 10 minutes later I heard a car pull up and I peek out of the blinds – yep that’s him. My heart rate skyrockets, and I can feel my hands get a little sweaty. I grab the lube and a towel and set them on the bed beside me and get into position, head down, ass up. I hear the front door open and shut and footsteps followed by his voice, “Hot”. All of this immediately followed by the sounds of clothes being removed … then I feel his hands on me, “Hey sexy … thanks for inviting me over”, then I feel a tongue in my ass, and I moan, “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh… Ohhhhhhh fuck… ahhhhhhh so good”. He knows he’s got me. Using his thumbs, he spreads my ass cheeks and starts to really work the crack of my ass. His tongue making long, slow trips the entire length. When his tongue passes my hole he pauses and makes his tongue into a point, and pushes against my hole. Soon this pressure becomes full insertion of his tongue into me. Grabbing solidly onto my hips, he begins to tongue fuck my hole. I wasn’t expecting this kind of penetration from him, but I love it. The feelings coming from my ass are mind blowing. I’m moaning and crying out, loudly – it just seems to egg him on, as he presses more firmly into me. His tongue is making me crazy; I grab my cock and began to jack off. He quickly pulls my hand off and stops eating my tight hole long enough to tell me not to touch my cock or cum just yet. I’m going crazy; his tongue has me hard, wet, and begging to be fucked. The head of my cock is dark purple, and a huge spot of precum is forming on the bed beneath me. Then it all stops. I feel him squirt some of the lube on my hole making me jump. I hear the slick sounds of him applying lube to his cock. Without thinking, I blurt out, “Fuck me Chris …, please hurry, please fuck me. I feel his hands and cock as he positions his cock in my crack, rubbing it just over my hole. “Relax sexy … I’m going to breed you right”, he says. All I can do is moan my approval. “FUCK!”, I think, as he presses the head in, “This is taking forever … It’s stinging, but I need his cock and cum so bad”. “Fuck me Chris! Give me your poz cum”, is all I manage to get out. I freeze, realizing what I’d just said. Chris doesn’t seem to notice and continues to slowly work his cock into my hole. I can feel his ball sac pressing against my cheeks, as he strains to get all of that hot cock into my ass. He groans and I know he’s got it all the way in. He starts to fuck me with, long, intentional strokes, “Fuck yea … love that ass … my raw cock feels so good in there … you loving my bare cock?”, “Oh yeah … oh holy fuck you feel so good”, “Yeah ... keep taking it, gonna give that ass another load”. His breathing is labored, and his rhythm is making my ass feel so good, that any thoughts about asking him not to cum in me are nonexistent. I want this raw cock, poz or not, I want his cum inside me. That realization makes me groan and squeeze down on his cock, “OH fuck yeah ... What you are … that makes my cock feel good”. “I’m not going to last too long man, this ass of yours is just perfect?”, “Oh yeah?”, “Yes … ahhhh ... so good”. Despite the warnings he’s going to nut soon, he keeps banging my ass, withdrawing his cock almost completely and then sliding it all the way back in. After relaxing a second, he spread my legs further and began a rapid assault. It isn’t but moments later when he grunts that he can’t hold back any longer, “Gonna nut … gonna cum”, “Fuck yea … breed my ass … fucking breed me!”, I blurt it out, I can’t believe I’m saying the words. “Fuck yea dude, you want another load of poz cum huh?”, and I said it, “Yes. Yes. Yeah … I want it. I want your poz cum Chris”. He’s still going, barely able to speak between breathes, and with one last full insertion, “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh … ahhhhhhh… Fuck!! Fuck!!”, his cock throbs and I know another load of Chris’ poz seed is flowing deep in my ass. His cock is flooding my ass and I can feel some leaking out as he slows down. We’re both sweating, I’m now fucking full of his poz cum, and I’m still hard as a rock, “That was so fucking hot”, is all I can manage. He groans a “Fuck yeah”. He doesn’t move though, I know he can shoot multiple loads and with his hands on my ass and his still hard cock in my ass, I think he might be going for round two here in a just minute. I lay there, head down, wondering if I’m HIV+ now or what, when he speaks, “You ok if I keep going … I got at least one more in me”. I’m quiet for only a second, “Yeah … I’m good ... fuck, go again, I’ve been wanting this all day”. “Turn over”, I immediately flip over and notice an evil grin on his face. I raise my legs and drape them right over his shoulders, making my hole available to him. Without so much as a word he inserts his cock back into my hole, this time though my ass is well lubricated with his cum, and there’s no resistance. He pushes as far forward as possible so that we are nearly face to face. He just sits there a moment completely buried in my ass. I can feel his cock twitch occasionally, and I instinctively squeeze my ass muscles around him. He chuckles, "So hot when you do that!", I nod not able to say anything. I’m completely focused on his cock. He’s so close, I can smell his body, "Mmmmm, you worked up quite a sweat! You smell so good." I stick out my tongue and taste some of the sweat from his chest and neck. He sees what I want and moves his arm over my face, I lick my way right into to his armpit. "Fuck yea! Get in there and slurp up that sweat from my hairy pit. You did that … got me seriously hot and bothered, so you get to clean me up." I bury my face in his hairy pit and inhale. I’ve always been into armpits and guy smells, but Mike never seemed into it, Chris smells amazing. I quickly begin licking at his pit, lapping up the sweat from the thick hair he has under there and practically stuffing my face into his hot pit. He adjusts, moving his other arm and pulling me over to his other pit. "That's so fucking hot, lick up my sweat and funk, you're making me feel good!" After I lick and suck at both pits he pulls me back to look at me. He smiles at the smear of sweat all over my face, then kisses me softly on the lips. He moans...maybe from his own scent...and shoves his tongue inside my mouth, giving me a sloppy, wet kiss, it’s the way you kiss a cumdump not a lover, but I love it. I feel his cock twitch in my ass again and pull away from his mouth. I cock a smile at him, "I hope you're going to give me another load". He gives me a sexy smirk, "Yep. You’re getting at least 2 loads of my cum today.” He immediately starts to pull out a little, then slides in then out a little more, then back in ... it obvious neither one of our cocks had gone soft. In the span of what seemed like a minute or two he is fucking me again, going out of his way to hit just the right spot with every thrust, and I’m thrashing around, moaning, and grabbing the sheets when I’m grabbing onto his thighs trying to get him in deeper. I look up into his face and see him staring right into my eyes, watching my reaction to his movements, it seems like we both want this – I’m letting a guy who is positive fuck me, and I’m ok with it, and he’s fucking a guy who could become positive. He’s just smiling at me. "Oh yea, … think I've found just the right spot, and I'm gonna make sure you feel every inch of this poz cock!", there he said, “POZ COCK”, I’m taking poz cock. “Yes … fuck yea … fuck me with that poz cock!”, it just boils out of me. “I want your poz cock, Chris!”, he obviously like what I’m saying because he started to pump faster. Even though he may act like he’s helping me learn to like poz cock, I can tell by his language, and the way his eyes kept rolling upwards, that he’s getting off on breeding a guy that’s neg. "FUCK! Fuck that feels so good … your ass is so good, I thought I might last longer with this second load, but your hole is just wrapped around my bare cock so perfectly, I'm not gonna hold out much longer." “Fuck yeah … Fuck yeah … ahhhhhh… I want it … fuck me, breed my ass the way you breed Mike”, “Ahhhh yeah … that how you want it huh? Been fucking Mike a while now … tell me how much you want this poz cum”, “Fuck yeah!! I want it Chris … I’m pretty sure I’m still HIV-negative, I might not be if you keep fucking poz cum into me”. “Tell me” … the breathing is hot and heavy, “Fuck me and cum inside me Chris! Fuck your poz cum into me the way you do Mike!”. I can feel myself getting close as well. I’m not sure if I can just lie there and let him keep fucking me after I came, so I decided to see how much he wants to breed me. "Oh yea … fuck yea, …bet my hole is nice and lubricated from that last poz load you squirted in there, fuck, is that you gets you off Chris, seeing us neg guys become HIV+?". He just keeps fucking me, he’s right over me, sweating and grunting when a response of “Fuck yea I do” escapes his lips. He admitted it he wants it, then I think, “Do I want it? Does Mike?”. I love dirty verbal talk during sex and this bit seems to have gotten to him because his eyes widened and he started pumping faster and deeper. The sheer piggishness and lust of our sex is about to push me over the edge, too. His sweat is dripping down onto me, and I reach up and pull his head down to kiss me. His tongue and mouth meet my tongue and mouth, and that does it for both of us. “AHHHHHHHHHH ... AHHHHHH”, I cry out into his mouth and he lets out a muffled roar in my mine. My cum squirts everywhere in the slim space between our bodies, and once again his raw cock is pulsing inside me. I know he’s filling me up with more of his HIV+ sperm. He releases my mouth and buries his head in the pillows beside me and rests his body on his elbows while he tries to catch his breath. After a bit he pulls back and looks at me again, “So fucking hot”, is all he says. He slowly pulled out of my ass and collapses on the bed next to me. I move to lick his still half-hard cock, trying to get up any remaining cum. We just look at each other, sweating, huffing, not really saying anything. He smiled at me, “I really enjoyed that,… you’ve got an amazing ass”, I smile, “Me too … you’ve got an amazing cock”. He hesitates, “Not to get too serious, but you know I’m on meds … might be more chance of you getting infected from Mike’s cum than mine”. That thought hadn’t really crossed my mind before, “How long you been fucking him?”. The flow of conversation was easy, conversational, more curious than anything else, “A few months … we met on BBRT, he said he was versatile but really horny and wanted to bottom”. He looks at me as if he knows the next question, “He knew I was HIV+ before we fucked the first time”, “Cool” is the only response I can give him. “Tell me about this party you guys are going to tomorrow night”, he laughs, “Haha … still horny huh? A friend of mine is putting it on, just a bunch of horny guys fucking and getting fucked – all bareback though, he’s very strict about that”. “Sounds like fun to me”, “You should go”, “I put in an invite request”. “I’m definitely going to be there if you want another load of poz cum from this”, grabbing his dick for full effect. I look down at his cock and then at his eyes, I know he’s HIV+ and I know I want more of what that cock can give me, “Fuck yea I do”.

Chapter 7: A Bad Morning “What the hell is going on with you, Stephen?” I looked up from my breakfast. Thomas looked tired. He had tossed and turned all night after our latest fight. “Nothing. Why?” I asked. He sighed and looked out the window. “Lately. You’ve been… different. Distant.” I had a sinking feeling in my stomach but put on my best innocent face. “I don’t know what you are talking about.” “Is there something wrong at work?” “No. Work is going well.” Images of my lunchtime rendezvous flickered through my mind. I felt myself getting hard just thinking about it. I forced my thoughts back to Thomas as he sat at the chair across our table. “You’ve been complaining about everything around here recently. Like you don’t want to be be here anymore. Like you don’t want to be with me anymore.” “I really don’t know what you are talking about.” I lied. “Talk to me, Stephen.” The plea in his voice broke my heart. “Is there something wrong? Is there … is there someone else?” I wanted to tell him. I wanted to come clean. But I couldn’t. Maybe I’m just a coward, undeserving of him anyway. “I can’t believe you are asking me that. i can’t believe you have so little trust in me.” I stood up, put my dishes in the sink, and grabbed my jacket. I had to get out of the house! “Stephen.. please…” “I’ve got to go. I’ll be late for work.” I’m sure I heard a quiet sob behind me. I wanted to stop. But I couldn’t I couldn’t tell him what was going on. Traffic was a nightmare and that did nothing for my mood. I was late getting to the office and sat in my car for five minutes minutes to calm myself before going in. Calvin was busy at his desk and I gave him a perfunctory “good morning” as I walked by. “Stephen…” Calvin called. “Jack was looking for you. He said to tell you to be in his office by 9:30 AM.” Jack. My boss. The boss who had anonymously fucked me a couple days earlier. It was already 9:20 so I dropped my briefcase and jacket at my desk and hurried to Jack’s office. He looked up as I knocked on his door. “Stephen.” His look was dark. “Come in and close the door behind you.” Shit. This couldn’t be good. I sat in the chain in front of his desk. He pulled out a manilla folder. “Stephen. Do you like working here?” “Yes, Jack. I think this is a great company and we have a great team.” He nodded. “Your performance has, in the past, been exemplary. Recently, however, I’ve received complaints from other employes.” He opened the folder and reviewed the contents. “Long lunches and other periods when you are away from your desk. “The renovation team has been working above my office a lot. The noise can give me a headache so I’ve had to take a few breaks from my desk.” That was, of course, true. Just not the whole truth. “And tardiness. You were late again this morning, I believe.” “Yes. i got caught in traff…” He waved his hand and cut me off. “I’m not looking for excuses. And there is another thing…” He seemed uncomfortable as he continued. “You know I don’t care about your personal life… I have nothing against gay people. I have friends who are gay.” Suddenly I couldn’t breathe. “But… “ he continued. “When it affects your work. When it affects this company and our image… well… I have to take notice.” He pulled another sheet of paper and pushed it towards me. It was an print out of a webpage. “Cum slut looking for loads” the headline read. I glanced through the print out. $20 for a blow job, $40 for a fuck. There were two pictures in the ad. One was a close up of a guy at a gloryhole with a dick in his mouth. The second picture he was bent over a sink with a dick up his ass. You couldn’t see the top in either picture but, despite the pictures being a bit blurry like a still taken from a video, my face was clearly visible in both. The text of the ad gave the company address and referenced an open door in the alley. So this was the ad that Dan had been posting about me. “What in the hell were you thinking?” Jack asked. “You have embarrassed this company. You have embarrassed me and the rest of the team. Senior management wants you gone.” I said nothing. What could I say. He seemed to grow more upset as the moments ticked by. 
“Well? What you you have to say for yourself?” “Nothing.” “Nothing?” And then I realised that I was not quite powerless. ““Actually just one thing. If you don’t want employees turning tricks in the building, maybe you shouldn’t be there fucking them.” His face was expressionless. “What are you talking about?” “Wednesday.” I said, suddenly contemptuous. “You sure seemed to enjoy fucking me here then. It sounded like it anyway when you told me you were cumming.” “You dare accuse me of such a thing?” He seemed smug. He thought he held all the cards. “Do you think anyone is going to believe you?” I gestured to the pictures. I hoped to hell he wasn’t the person who had put up the cameras… it had to be Dan. “Look at the room where those were taken. You recognize it don’t you? Do you think I’m the only one who was visible on these videos? Won’t take much more proof than that.” His face went pale and I breathed a sigh of relief. I had him. “So I suggest you come up with a story for senior management. Maybe you can tell them that some disgruntled former employee used photoshop to try to embarrass the company. Surely that is at least as likely as a current employee turning tricks on his lunch hour.” it was Jack’s turn to sit and say nothing. i could see the gears turn in his head but his face turned paler. He believed he was caught. I didn’t have any videos, of course, but he had no way to know that. I stood up and smiled. “You know, Jack. I never knew you were gay. Guess it explains a lot though.” He blushed. He was kind of cute, I decided. For a closet case. “And don’t worry… if you do a good job at convincing senior management, I wouldn’t mind letting you have another go at my ass. I’m guessing you wouldn’t mind it either.” I turned and left him sitting, pale and silent, in his office.

Chapter 6: Thursday On Thursday, I was back in my stall ready to go at my at my appointed time. The room was still dark enough to ensure anonymity. I stripped down to just my socks, lubed my hole, and fingered myself as I waited. I was very excited to find what had Dan had planned for me. There was something very erotic about giving him so much control. I didn’t have to wait long before someone entered and took the stall to my left. I waited just a moment for him to settle in… then signalled through the gloryhole to put his cock through. Nothing. I waited then signalled again. Still no reaction from the other side. I looked through the hole and could see a figure standing, facing the gloryhole but not approaching it... Just watching. I held my breath, suddenly afraid. Had I just freaked out some straight guy who wandered into my den of iniquity? I tried to make out anything about the figure… was this a co-worker? I could make out jeans though… so not someone from the office. I didn’t get the impression, however, that this was a crewman from the renovations team either. The other man was thin and a little shorter than me (I would even describe him as “slight”). His jeans and t-shirt looked neatly pressed even in the dim light and he was wearing sneakers… not work boots or anything appropriate to one of the workers. After what felt like forever, the man finally moved closer to the gloryhole. Instead of a dick, however, he put two fingers of his own through… signalling to me. I’m certainly not adverse to getting my sucked off so I stood and put my dick through the hole. He gave my dick a few tugs then I felt it slip between his lips and into his warm mouth. His very talented mouth. He was soon working up and down my shaft. His fingers gently caressed my balls as his mouth worshipped my cock. His tongue swirled around my cockhead, then slid forward to let me just reach into his throat. Backing off. Back into his throat, his tongue darting out and and teasing my ball sack. Backing off. Slowly siding back down my shaft, taking me deeply into his throat, then pulling suddenly back out. Never the same sensation for more than a few seconds at a time. This wasn’t the first time this guy had a dick in his mouth. I had just jacked off earlier that morning but he had my juices flowing. He was getting a good taste of my pre-cum. I heard him unbuckle his belt and slide his pants down. He backed off my dick, letting it slide past his lips for the first time since he had gone down on me. ‘Excellent,’ I thought. ‘My turn to get a taste of his dick’. He kept a gentle grip on my shaft, however, and didn’t let me pull back. He was moving around in his stall. I felt my hard cock press against something… something soft but tight. It wasn’t hard to guess what that was. He held me firm and the pressure against the tip of my dick increased as he backed up onto me. I slipped inside his warm and lubed hole. I am, as I’ve said, mostly a bottom but this was a very nice and tight hole. His body still resisted but, if he wanted to be fucked, I could oblige. I pushed forward meeting his ass as he slowly pushed back again the partition. His ring was tight around my shaft. I gave him a harder thrust and he grunted. “Fuck!… that feels so good.” Not a voice I had ever heard before. “Yeah?” His response was to slide home on my dick until his ass was tight against the partition. I gave him another good thrust. He met my thrust and I began to slide in and out of his tight ass making the partition between us shake. The door to the men’s room opened…