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Chapter 24; *Meeting Jeff* I did as I was commanded. - Now grab hold of those cute round ass cheeks, and spread that cunT of yours wide open. As I did, I done a fart with a HUGE amount of cum spraying out, dribbling down my perineum and onto the floor. - Fuck, someone has been a very busy PiG. Without warning he slammed his Dick inside my cunT, and took to a forceful steady rhythmic, hard fuck. - Fucking hell, how fucking loose and sloppy are you. So, you never use condoms I'd say. - No Sir. - So you don't care if I have unmedicated HIV laden cum and shoot it deep inside of that sloppy cunT of yours? - No Sir, I do not mind. - Oh FUCK. One of those are you. Don't care what you catch. Well, get ready to take the fucking lot. As he said 'lot' he quickened his pace, slamming in hard to my sloppy squelching, bruised, loose cunT-hole. Although out of shape, he clearly had stamina. He took hold of my throat, and as he continued the aggressive fuck on the piece of meat he was using his grip on my throat would keep on tightening. - Sorry Sir, that's a bit tight. He loosened his grip slightly, but then with his other hand covered my mouth. As this was going on, my boyfriend at home was trying to get through to me for our video chat, but, my phone was in Edwards locker. Missed call after missed call, as I was getting a good hard pounding! 😈 He began to quicken his pace, and the usual tell tale sign of erratic breathing, and body tensing meant he was close. The grip around my throat tightened again, and then his fast fucking slowed down to short sharp deep thrusts with a whole heap of chopped up wobbling grunts fall from his mouth. He began to UNLOAD; - Doubt my load is the first poz load you have ever taken ~ C'MON, TAKE it ... Take my fast replicating active virus up that loose sloppy cunT of yours. Go on, fucking take it faGGot!! My phone was taking another missed call from Lew as this unattractive pig simply used me for the cum-dump I had now become, dumping his toxic filth up my cunT, getting up and leaving as I quivered on all fours immediately after he had used me for his primal selfish purpose. The clinic earlier today said I should abstain from any sexual activity for 7 days whilst the Gono shot done its work. Oh dear. They also gave me condoms for any future sexual activity. Again, oh dear. I don't think they would be happy with my continuous slutty behaviour. But, I was! 👅 I hauled myself up, and re-entered the steam room. No sooner had the door shut I was grabbed by my waist, pushed over, with two more anonymous Dicks entering my cunT, and mouth, this time being spit roasted for a non stop continuous 45 minutes, with fuck juice being sprayed deep into both ends. I was proving to be a very popular little cum-dump. The door opened, and was kept open, letting a whole heap of steam out. Edward smirked as he saw me high on tina, enjoying even more unprotected high risk sex; - Play is now over guys, let him go ... C'mon PiG, let's get you to the showers. Once at the shower area I was ordered to wash, using the cold setting. The cold water made my nipples that had now scabbed over from their heavy workout three nights ago to grow stiff, and my Dick and balls to shrivel to tiny non entities. In the shower next to me was a tall slender guy, who was several years older than Edward, 66 years old no less, who clearly looked after himself. He sported blond hair in the style of a crew cut, a light ginger/blond mustache, piercing blue eyes, with a bio-hazard tattoo in his pelvic region, which was a very appropriate warning given that he was clearly oozing out Gono-pus from his semi hard Dick. Was there anyone in this city that wasn't infected with Gono? As he washed he spoke to my poz-bull; - Hey Edward. Are you with this cutie this evening? - Hey Jeff. Yes, sure am. He is the boy and I's new neighbour. He gave me this Gono infection, so, I thought if he was that keen on playing with the big boys, it was high time he came here. - Yes, I saw your little display here earlier on. I fucked this cute little piece of English meat a few times for a few short minutes at his dancing gig three nights ago. Would love a longer go on his what I am now sure is a very sloppy cunT. They need not have been having this exchange, as they had just spent an hour together in the bar chatting away as I got my steam-room banging, with the unattractive guy interlude. The three of us headed towards the spa pool where we joined several others, who were sat there enjoying being massaged by the bubble jets of water softly pulverizing their back muscles, with exchanges of attempted-discreet glances, and the odd touch/grope of a leg. Like the shower area it was also meant to be a no sex area too. Blond Jeff sat next to me, with Edward sitting directly opposite us. Jeff pulled one of my legs open, firmly stroking my thigh, which caused a natural reaction for me to spread wide open my other leg. As he continued to stroke my thigh with firm hard strokes, his soft mustache and warm wet lips caressed my neck which was literally causing my cunT to tingle. Through my fucked up meth high I got to moaning and grunting as Jeff was causing the tingling contractions in my cunT to grow stronger. As I felt like my insides were about to fall out I looked over at Edward who was very much enjoying watching another Gono-HIV+ stud fool around with me. He then teased me; - Don't forget PiG, sex is not allowed in the spa-pool area. My brain didn't even absorb what he had said, and, my cunT was unable to absorb all the cum I had received since arriving at the sauna, and with one massive grunt I done a HUGE cum-fart, with masses of cum swirling to the top of the water. Jeff took control of the intensifying situation; - What an absolutely fucking nasTy cum-loaded slut! C'mon, you are coming with me to my private cabin. Eddie, I have the cabin I prefer, so, if you need to find him, we'll be there. - Okay, cool. I have his personal belongings in my locker, so, when I am ready, I'll come and get the PiG. - You can come by before if you like, if you need to take a piss. - Oh, you have that hood with you do you? - Sure do! 😈💦💦

Chapter two: Kim and grew closer as the weeks went by. He was, really, my only friend. We work out together, study together and talk freely. I am still lusting after him. I sometimes swipe his boxers that he wore while working out to jerk off to. He is just getting hotter to me. I guess the fact that I am not well liked on campus is a factor. I am very open about being gay (that's okay) I am also open about being poz (also fine) the problem is that I am not ashamed of getting pozzed on purpose. That has drawn a lot of hate. That's is fine. I still go out and meet hot guys for fucking. I am also working on ,y seduction plan for Kim. When we talk I tell him about my experiences with sex. Kim is a virgin and is interested in what I have done. I have a book of pictures of me and my partners. I also leave copies of people getting pozzed for him to read. I know he is looking through them. I know he had been keeping them a little longer each time. The only time I do not like being around him is when Judith shows up. She hates me. Judith looks down on me for my common back ground and for being gay. She also treats Kim badly. Always talking down to him. I have been trying to get him to break up with her but he is to concerned with his parents. They like her because she has money and status. He hates the relationship I can see it in his eyes. I do know that I have been an influence on him in at least one way. He is now masturbating. He thinks that I cannot hear him. I can. I am turned on by this. I can sometimes get a good look at nice dick. I think he even moaned my name once. It is working. I know that I am soon going to get him. However, something happened to speed up my plans. I came back to the dorm after my first class. It was extra early today so I had to skip my morning routine in the gym. I had a long break between classes. Kim was there. He was still in his gym shorts. I could tell he never left that morning. He had been crying. "What happened?" I asked. Kim got up and hugged me, started crying again and sat back down. "Judith dumped me. She was fucking other guys and was just using me. She called me and my parents to end things. Now my parents say it is all my fault. I have been just sitting here ever since." "I am sorry." I sat down next to him and put my arm around him. Kim decided to not go to class today and I decided to stay with him until I had to leave. "Can I do something to help you feel better and forget." "What is that?" I decided it was now or never. I gave him a kiss right on his lips. Just a small closed mouth. I kissed him a second time. Also a quick peck. "Please, let me make you feel better." He nodded his head. I kissed his him down his chest until I reached his shorts. I yanked them down and took his beautiful dick into my mouth. I gave my friend his first blow job. I sucked him slowly. I savored how good it tasted and how good it felt in my mouth. I tried to keep it going but he started to cum into my mouth. I eagerly took all him sperm into my mouth except for the very last of it. I swallowed the wonderful cum in my mouth. The small amount that was still on his dick I used my finger to scoop up as much as I could. I then rubbed it on my lips. I then gave Kim a kiss and then left for class. I knew that he would soon be mine.

Part 4 Two days later Frank sent me another text message asking if I could get away real quick and meet him at the ABS. He wrote that he could be there in about15 minutes. I answered that I was not doing anything and would be right there. I was hungry for another taste of that great cock. We arrived at almost the same time even and entered together. We paid our fee and were soon naked in the big room on the couch. I had Frank's cock deep in my mouth and into my throat and sucking like I wanted to suck the life out of him. As usual his precum was almost pouring out and the taste, as usual, was so sweet and wonderful, to me. I wanted his cum load so bad. He was sitting and I was kneeling on the couch and as I was sucking his one hand was fondling and kneading my ass. Soon his fingers were tickling my hole and then one finger entered me slowly. The feeling of that was fantastic and I almost doubled my efforts at sucking his cock, wanting that great amount of oh so sweet cum. He was circling my hole with his finger and soon had me opeded up enough to get another one in. Two hurt a bit as I was so tight. He stopped all of a sudden and pulled them out and I heard him spit and slobber on them and then the wetness his my hole and the two fingers entered me again and only a few seconds later a third one joined them. I was headed to heaven for sure. I was wiggling and thrusting back with my ass as I sucked his marvelous cock. I wanted all of him for sure. Then I felt a 4th finger enter me and I almost came on the spot. My eyes were wide open and I was having trouble now concentrating on anything but sucking and being fucked hard with his fingers. WOW, I don't think I had ever been this turned on in my life. Frank set up a nice rhythm of hard pounding of my mouth and ass at the same time. His cock entering deep into my throat on every inthrust as his fingers bottomed out inside my ass. I was being impaled from both ends repeatedly and magnificently. Frank was moaning in his ecstasy also, telling me how great my mouth felt on his cock and my ass gripping his fingers tightly. I was also moaning my enjoyment and loving every second of this and could hardly wait for his cock to explode and fill my mouth with his hot nectar. In and out and in and out, driving me wilder and wilder. Never had I had such pleasure as this and never wanted it to end. Then I could feel Frank's cock get bigger and harder and his breathing was getting more ragged and I knew he was about to cum. I tried to redouble my efforts to get that wonderful load. Then he almost yelled he was going to blow and his cock started to throb in my mouth. It had barely started when he jerked it from my mouth with his hand grabbing it hard to hold in his cum and spun me around before I knew what was happening. He then rammed his cock into my ass as he pulled his fingers out and his cock sank all the way deep inside my ass. My eyes opened wide as I realized he had just cum deep inside my ass and I could actually feel the heat and wetness of his cum. My own cock blew my load right into my face as I was bent over almost looking right at it. I could not believe that had happened. I had never had a bare cock in my ass before and the feeling was beyond anything I had felt before. It was amazing and I almost thought I was going to faint from the feeling. WOW, what I had been missing? This was beyond amazing and fantastic. I had no words to describe the feeling. It seemed to go on forever but then Frank was done and his cock slowly softened and fell out of my hole. I almost whined from the loss of it in me. I struggled to get upright and as I did I could feel cum oozing out of my rectum and starting to run down my legs. Frank must have cum a gallon from the feeling. I turned towards him and he pulled me close into a hot kiss his tongue pushing its way inside my mouth and I was sucking on it. We were both panting hard. As our lips finally parted we both just laid back wrapped in each other's arms almost unable to move from our exertions. It was the best sex I had ever had by a long ways. I could hardly wait for more and hopefully very soon. We finally got around and started to get dressed. Somehow Frank's pants had been tossed across the floor. He rose to get them and as he pulled them on I had my first look at his backside. His ass was hot and tight looking also. He already had pulled his shirt on and as he pulled his pants up, I noticed he seemed to have a tramp stamp tattoo of some sort. I did not get a good look at it, only a quick glimpse of something somewhat circular and then it was covered up. I would have to ask him to see it the next time we got together.

Chapter 23; *From shower area to Steam-room* My sexy hyperspermia stud-bull Edward climbed off of me and was greeted by Todd with a 'friends' hug. - Great to see you sharing your now unmedicated poz load Eddie. As for the Gonorrhoea, you probably got that from me via this nasTy PiG here, sorry about that. - Aaaaahh, that's okay, these things happen buddy. - Thanks again for brunch yesterday. Ayan and I were very well fed. Your boy Ramon is still eager to be knocked up, it seems, chatting me up all the while. - Again you are most welcome. And yes, he remains eager. He knows my feelings on the matter. I certainly won't be fucking him again until I am undetectable. A depraved smirk from Todd arose; - Seems like that could be quite some time now I guess, if you will be delaying treatment for more time to come. Do us a favour, hold this PiG from behind once he is standing up. - Yeah, I think I am needing quite a bit if nasTy FUN before I calm down again ... OI, PiG, get up! I stood up, with Edwards toxic sperm dangling from my face, dripping down my chest, and dripping out of my cunT. In fact, there was a long drip dangling from my cunT hole down to my lower legs, swinging to and fro as it stayed attached to my anus. My weathered bull took a hold of me from behind as Gono-stud Todd requested, and he began to live up to my nickname for him as he set about reinfecting me with Gonorrhoea, but, in a different area this time. Still in the shower area he induced within himself loud roars of pain as he milked his perineum of more disgusting Gono-pus, which eventually leaked out and over his 6mm PA. Scooping up a big blob of pus in one hand, he with the other spread my piss slit wide open, and pushed inside all the pus he could. Once done he looked at me with sick twisTed grin as he carried on rubbing over and over my piss slit, making sure I was getting what he wanted to give to me. - Right, Uncle Todd is going to take you to the steam room as I have a rest at the bar. And remember, you stay in there until I come to get you. - Yes Sir. - Follow me. - Yes Sir. I had quickly gotten into the habit of calling both Edward and Todd Sir. I followed behind, only to be reminded of the AIDS wasted ass I rimmed at my dance gig three nights ago. And even though he was very thin, ribs showing, and with jaundice, he seemed to have an air of a certain strength about him. Once there he opened the steam-room door with all this steam gushing out, which gave me a brief glimpse of a no holes barred no guilt orgy. Men of all shapes and sizes, and most definitely several married men getting their much needed release with uninterrupted and anonymous sucking and fucking; Breeding mandatory! In we went, door shut behind us, with Todd grabbing me as he sat on one of the benches. With one hand on my waist, and the other holding his Dick pointing upwards he guided my down until I was sat balls deep on his toxic leaking, and hard as rock diseased-Dick. I was High & Horny, and began with wild abandon to ride what was deep inside me. - Hey, STOP. Keep still. You don't fuck my Dick. I fuck your cunT! - Sorry Sir. I am just so fucking horny for your Dick, Sir. - I can tell. - I NEED my cunT to be destroyed. - Oh don't worry. It will be. It most definitely will be in 1 months time, on a night I cannot wait for. - Yes, you mentioned that Sir. What is happening in 1 months time? - Well, that should be the week you WILL be diagnosed positive for HIV, HEP C, and Syphilis. And the day it is all confirmed will be the day of the night that my boyfriend and I, along with Asmodeus, will get to have some nasTy FUN with you, with a spectacular celebration to welcome you into the broTherhood! Before I had a chance to say anything else, he keeping himself impaled balls deep stood up, and pushed me over so I bent from my waist, gripped into my waist hard with his nails digging in, and took to fucking me hard and fast. It wasn't long either before I was being groped my numerous pairs of hands, with one set guiding it's Dick into my mouth where I would now be spit-roasted, hard and fast, from both ends for the next half an hour, non stop! During that time multiple guys would shoot off inside of my mouth, and hungry cunT, and I was all too happy to drink up, and get a damn good drilling-n-filling! 👅 Each time the steam room door opened, the man/men entering would get that glimpse of me being the sauna sluT, getting fucked from both ends, and would take what they wanted from me when they got to take a piece of the PiG. After a few minutes into my half an hour of being spit roasted Uncle Todd grunted, shot his filth deep inside my guts, withdrew and slapped my arse cheeks, and got his Dick cleaned up by some other nasTy PiG before he left the steam room. After that half hour I had to leave to cool down for a bit before I could continue on, so out I went, and sat on one of the benches just outside of the steam room. No sooner had I sat down, this unattractive out of shape guy approached as though he was about to go in, but stopped himself right by me. He looked me up and down; - Get on all fours on the floor, faGGot. - Hey, but ... - SHUT up, DO it!

How long ago it seems. On my 18th birthday I let my two friends take my cherries and give me the virus. The summer brought other changes. I spent most of it being introduced to other men like me. Never anyone my own age though. However, fucking and getting fucked by older men was just as fun. I loved being HIV Positive. I love not having to worry about it. No condoms. I tried it once and hated them. They taste horrible and if I can't feel a lover's cum in my mouth or ass (As well as giving a guy my cum in mouth or ass) then what is the point. Changes were made in my home life as well. I came out to my family. Not just being gay but being poz. I was told to leave. I have enough money saved and have enough scholarships to pay for all college terms. I spent the last few weeks with the friends who pozzed me originally. Well now the day arrived. It was a tearful goodbye when they dropped me off at my dorm. I decided to unpack and decorate my area before my dormmate arrived. The last thing I put up was a custom made flag. It was a pride flag with a positive sign on it. I am very proud to be gay and positive. I heard the door opening and I met my dormmate for the first time. "Hi, my name is Sean." I said as way of introduction. "I am Kim." He replied. Wow, he was gorgeous. He was as tall as me. Short black hair and dark brown eyes. His skin was golden. Yeah, I liked. Then the worst thing in the world happened, his girlfriend came in. "Come on I want to get out of here. Kim, why are you taking so long. Who is this guy and why is he in your dorm." What a bitch. She saw my flag. "NO! You are not living with a faggot." Wow. She spent the next few minutes yelling at the two of us until Kim took her out of the room. He came back a few minutes later and was really sorry. We sat down and talked for a few minutes. He was from a rich family in Korea. Judith, his girlfriend, was from old money here in America and was a snob but he loved her. He promised that her feelings on me were not his and he really wanted to be a normal college student. We shook hands and decided to call it a day. It was almost midnight. I watched Kim change. I was able to get a good look at him in the buff. He was in really great ship. He has a flat chest and a perfect six pack abs. He clearly works out. Something we can do together. His ass is perfect and I even liked his dick. It was not as big as mine though. He was perfect. I made a decision, I was going to seduce him. More coming soon.

This happened quite a long time ago now and I've never told anyone about it. First of all, I should say I don't really like stealthing and I've never done it - I don't want to take anyone's choices away from them - but that's just my view. I've always known that it happens - and this is the story of the time it happened to me. It was 1996 and I had not long turned 30. After many years of carefully practising safe sex, I was starting to have sex without condoms. At first it was only as a top, then I let a few guys fuck me without a condom and cum in my arse. I knew I was enjoying unprotected sex - the feelling of shooting my load right up someone's arse with no condom was becoming addictive. I was also starting to enjoy being fucked bare and had enjoyed taking a few load in my arse. I knew that if I continued doing this there would be consequences and so, after thinking about it very seriously, I decided to go back to using condoms on every occasion. One afternoon I was on a training course in central London and when it finished I decided to check out the toilets at Marble Arch. The toilets were situated underground in the maze of passages that led to the various exits from the underground station and the park. There was a load of urinals at one end and down at the other end two rows of cubicles down the side and a long row of cubicles along the back. The toilet was very active and I had enjoyed some very horny fun in there. Guys would cruise down at the cubicles where you couldn't be seen and a lot of sucking and even fucking went on in these cubicles. A lot of people used to climb up on the toilets and watch the action in the next cubicle as you couldn't easily be seen from the main part of the toilet. I was feeling horny and was hoping to get some action. The toilet was always busy in the late afternoon and early evening with guys on their way home from work and students coming out of the nearby university. I had lube and condoms with me so I was all ready. The toilet was quite busy and I cruised around for a while and then I caught the eye of a dark haired guy in trackie bottoms and a T shirt. He was just my type and he seemed to be interested in me. He looked to be late 20s, early 30s, with hairy arms and slightly dark skin and from the bulge in his trackies I guessed that he had quite a big cock. Whe a cubicle became vacant I went in and he followed me. I sat down on the toilet and he stood in front of me. I reached up and pulled his trackie bottoms and pants down and his cock sprang out. I was not disappointed and wasted no time in taking his big thick cock into my mouth. I sucked him for a while and he sighed and then pulled his cock out and indicted to me to lick his balls. I licked his balls for a while and then he pushed his cock back into my mouth and I started sucking him again. I thought he was going to let me suck him until he came in my mouth but after a while he pulled his cock out and indicated to me to stand up. He moved in close and said "I want to fuck you," softly in my ear. I was very turned on by the thought of this fit lad fucking me with his big thick cock and soon I was bent over the toilet with my arse lubed. I had given him a condom which he had rolled on to his cock without comment and soon I felt the head of his big cock pushing into my arse. I spread my legs more and soon he was pushing his cock right up me. I hadn't been fucked for a while and it hurt at first, but he gave me a moment to get used to his cock and then he began to fuck me. He started off slowly and then began to fuck me a little harder. His cock slipped out my arse and he pulled my cheeks apart and pushed his cock back up me. I was really turned on now as he began to fuck me harder. If anything, his cock seemed to feel even bigger in my arse as he took hold of my hips and began to fuck me really hard. I knew he was getting close and soon his breathing got heavier and he thrust hard up my arse a few times and then pushed his cock right up me and held it there. When he finished cumming he pulled out and as I got up and turned round he had pulled off the condom and was wiping his cock with a tissue. I grinned at him and he grinned back, stuffed his cock back into his pants and left the cubicle. A short time later I was on the train back to west London. The train was busy and I had to stand all the way but I didn't care. I was feeling good and I had just enjoyed a really enjoyed a good hard fuck. As the train sped out of London I became aware of a wet, squelchy feeling in my arse. I knew I was still lubed from the fuck, but this felt like more than just lube. In fact, it felt like I had a load of cum in my arse..... I got off the train and walked round towards my flat, still feeling the wet sensation in my arse. Near the station there was a patch of vacant land with a couple of billboards in front of it. I went behind one of the billboards, pulled my pants down and squatted. I pushed and a big load of cum spurted out my arse, followed by some more and then some more. I didn't know what to think. I knew the guy had used a condom and at first I thought it must have split. Then I wondered if he had removed it? I was shocked and I was also annoyed with myself - I had promised myself I wouldn't take any more risks and I told myself I should have checked that he still had the condom on. After a while I deciced to put the experience behind me and make sure I played safe on every occasion in future. A few weeks later I was in central London again on the Saturday afternoon meeting some friends for a birthday lunch in a pizza restaurant. The restaurant was busy and at the next table to us there was a group of young lads who looked about 18 or 19. It was late afternoon when we finished and, feeling hormy again, I decided to check out the toilets at Marble Arch. It was not so busy this time, but when I went down to the cubicles the first person I saw was the guy who had fucked me a few weeks before. He was just entering a cubicle and I was fairly sure I had seen someone entering it just in front of him. I waited and after a short time, someone came out of the cubicle next to the one the guy had gone into. I went in to the cubicle, shut the door, climbed quietly up on to the toilet and looked over. The dark haired guy was in there with someone - and I realised it was one of the young lads from the pizza restaurant - a small blond haired lad. The lad was sitting on the toilet sucking on the dark haired guy's cock. I unzipped my jeans and began to play with myself as I watched the young lad sucking the guy's cock. He sucked him for a while and then the dark haired guy pulled his cock out of the lad's mouth and motioned to him to stand up. The lad stood up and the dark haired guy whispered something in his ear. A short time later, the lad was bent over the toilet, his jeans and his white underpants down at his ankles and I had a perfect view from above as the dark haired guy pushed his condom clad cock slowly up his slim arse. I noticed that, as he did so, he pushed the condom half way down his cock.... He began to fuck the young lad, slowly at first, and then he began to fuck him a bit harder. He fucked him for a while and then his cock slipped out the young lad's arse. In just a few seconds, the dark haired guy had removed the condom and pushed his cock back up the young lad's arse. He began to really fuck the young lad now and I had a perfect view from above of this big, thick, hairy cock thrusting up the young lad's pale, slim arse - now without a condom. I knew this should't turn me on but somehow it did and I was wanking now as I watched him take hold of the lad's hips and begin to fuck him harder. I could see the dark haired guy was getting close and I looked at the young lad. His eyes were closed and he had a look of sheer pleaseure on his face as he pushed his arse back against the dark haired guy's thrusts. Just then the dark haired guy thrust hard up the lad's arse a few times and then pushed his cock right up him and held it there. I knew we was cumming in the young lad's unprotected arse and as he did I shot my load down the cubicle wall. The dark haired guy left the cubicle and I watched as the young lad pulled up his pants, totally unaware that he had just been bred. I found it hard to stop thinking about the scene I had witnessed and I was shocked by how much it had turned me on. I thought back to the load I had taken a few weeks before and how good it had felt in my arse. That night I drove up to Hampstead Heath and before long I was bent over being fucked - without a condom. I let two more guys fuck and breed me before fucking a young black lad without a condom and shooting my load right up his arse. As I drove home I could feel the cum sliding out into my pants and I knew I wanted more. The guy who stealthed me had unleashed something inside me - and I was now on a different path.

I was going to post a huge long detailed description, but decided to put it all in a nutshell. A married discrete vers guy moved in down the block. Discovered him on Grindr. We've been swapping loads for about a month now. He's married, but love sleeping around with guys and hates using rubbers....JACKPOT!! He mentioned that some night he wants to bottom but doesn't think he can take my cock. (He says I'm huge, but I don't really think so.) Anyway....Im sitting on two loads of his. Walked down to his house after chatting on Grindr. Bent over the bed of his pick up, and he slid in and shot it his load. Stayed hard....and pounded a second load in. Two of the quickest loads I've had in a long time....which is fine by me. I like quantity, not quality.

Love fucking for hours. I usually change position because I tend to get bored easily fucking the bottom in one position. Like others have said a good quality silicone lube, jlube if you don't mind the mess or big cum load is the best for a long fuck. I have a FF friend that we both like long sessions. He has the advantage of producing a lot of natural lube so usually I can just eat his ass a bit and then slide in afterwards. Once I shoot my first load is ass is creamy and really wet, which makes perfect lube for round 2 and 3. I really like a sloppy hole.

I was taught to learn that my pussy was my sex organ and never allowed to touch myself and I got very used to it and that is the way it now is. I very rarely get hard getting fucked, find very few tops that fuck me have any interest in my cock and I like it like that. I am there to c onceentrate on my tops' needs and service their cocks and take their seed. my total enjoyment comes from them filling me with their cock and seed.

This. My most frequent breeder is a dom who likes to fuck hard and deep in missionary position with my legs spread wide in happy baby position. Sometimes he needs to fuck for 30-40 minutes, sometimes for 2-3 hours. Either way, my job is to stay on my back and take his dick no matter how long for, or how hard he cunts me until he's cum in me as much as he needs to. He holds his sperm until he pops open the sigmoid flexure so he can breed my deep cunt, so there is a lot of focus on every stroke being deep inside me. I focus on his pleasure and use a mantra to do it. I think "Take dick" with each thrust and concentrate on my cunt muscles massaging around his cock and opening up to take him deeper. Each time he jets his sperm into me jammed up into my deep cunt I think "Cherish seed" with each pulse. Giving him what he needs means discomfort and pain, sometimes lasting several days, but I do it because of the contentment being good hole for him brings me.

Part 55 I stood there in the doorway watching what was going on to my friend. My 'used to be' straight married friend, being fucked hard now by guys I knew were poz and unmedicated. He already had Randy and Hank's loads in him and now was about to receive at least 4 more. Should I try to stop them or let it go. My own conflicts about it were now doubled by this. Then Hank came over to me and put his arm around me and pulled me in to a hot kiss. The kiss was searing almost and as he pulled back finally he was whispering to me about how he had missed me this past week. He went on telling me how, for the first time in his life, he had surprising feelings the likes of which he had never had before about another guy. He had really hoped that I had completely changed and come over to being gay only and wanted me in a way he really had no way to express. He wanted to be with me always, he wanted to still continue to pass on his poz cum, but wanted to share his life with me the rest of the time. I stood there in complete shock at this revelation. I had been completely straight until falling under Hank's spell and letting him have gay sex with me, gay hot HIV poz sex with me. I was still in a huge amount of conflict about this and now Hank was telling me how much his feelings were for me. I stared deeply into his eyes, trying to figure this out. My emotions were totally out of control and I had no idea what to say or what to do. This was way beyond anything I had any experience with. What the hell should I do or say? I was in complete shock at the moment and was also aware of the moans of passion coming from across the room from my friend being fucked hard and the whole scene was almost unreal. What was I to do? Hank whispered that he knew I was conflicted and to take my time to think about it, but he was very sincere in wanting me forever. Did I want this? What exactly were my feelings? I still had no idea and I was really lost. We turned towards my friend being fucked and stood there with Hank's arm around me watching my friend take load after load of poz cum. I was wondering what he would do about his wife? I had no doubt about the fact he had no real clue as to what he was doing and was only lost in the lust he was enjoying at the moment. We stood and watched until the last of those four loads were planted deep inside of him. All I could think of was that I knew how good it felt to be impaled by several cocks, one after another and filled full of cum, hot toxic POZ cum. My own cock was definitely standing straight and hard. I knew that soon I would have to have one hell of a talk with my friend. Just as the last of the men was finishing up, I became aware of another presence behind me and could feel a hard cock against the crack of my ass. From the size of it I had no doubt it was Randy. His cock was throbbing and damp and I knew he must have precum dripping down it onto my ass. It was hard to think or even concentrate as he was rubbing it up and down my crack driving me almost crazy with lust. My few coherent thoughts were only about what the hell had I become anyway? I still thought about pussy but only vaguely now as something that was nice but this hunger I now had for cock was way beyond that. My friend was still laying on the couch with his legs spread wide, one on the floor and the other on the back of the couch. I could see a huge amount of cum in his, at the moment still gaping, hole with a lot dribbling out and running down the crack of his ass. What sight to see and I was loving the vision, but was worried how my buddy would react once the euphoria of the sex finally stopped. I knew that for me it was never enough, but he was married and I could only hope he did not freak out too much. I needed to get him and myself out of there to my place before he came around to what he had done. I was sure I could talk to him better away from here a little more calmly. I knew only too well what being here could do to a mind. My damn ass was twitching and tingling now from Randy still rubbing his gigantic cock against me and Hank's arm still around me as we all stared at the pulsing cum filled hole in front of us. I broke the contact with Randy and Hank and walked over to the couch to get my friend up and around and over to my place to talk.

Daddy’s Cuntboy Part 8 I groaned after puppy’s telling me my new truth...I was now Daddy’s property and would be whored out if that was what Daddy wanted. What struck me more was knowing that puppy was also Daddy’s tina whore and I existed to serve puppy’s cock too. It was what I truly wanted. “OK cuntboy, let’s go,” puppy rose and pulled me as I crawled back into the dungeon, “Daddy will be joining us soon.” Entering the dungeon, I moaned...knowing I was home again as the chems continued to work its way through me...my cunt took over my body. “Aww fuck puppy,” I pleaded, “My cunt needs feeding! Please!” “Good cuntboy,” puppy held my face as he bent down to me, “Daddy has plans for you tonight. Let’s get you ready. Up cuntboy.” I rose and stood before my alpha. After our first session, puppy and I began to work out together. I wasn’t out of shape but could bulk up a bit. I gazed at his hard body knowing that he was my ideal. I wanted to present myself as the perfect cuntboy for Daddy and puppy. Pulling my tits, puppy approvingly smiled, “Fuck yeah cuntboy, your pecs are puffing out. Your tits are beginning to point down like mine.” “Fuck yeah, puppy!” I gasped as he pulled harder, “I fucking love your body. Make me the perfect cuntboy for Daddy!” I reached for puppy and began massaging his pecs. “Shit cuntboy!” puppy exclaimed as I went for his right tit and bit it, “Harder!” I continued the pressure... ”HARDER!” puppy yelled as he reached back and fingered my cunt lips. I couldn’t take it anymore. Pulling down puppy’s red jockstrap, I sank to my knees. That fucking perfect uncut cock hit my face as I tried to take it in my mouth. “SHIT YEAH!” puppy yelled as he felt my lips around his cockhead. Quickly, I took that now familiar cock down to the root. His hard cock, resting on my tongue, throbbed as my throat enveloped his leaking cockhead allowing his pre-cum to slowly drip down my throat. We stayed like that for a bit...puppy’s cock resting in my warm slick mouth until he pulled out. “Fuck cuntboy, I so want to fucking feed you my cum right now but Daddy’s on his way. Let's get ready.” I released puppy’s cock and he walked over to the shelves and grabbed the ankle and wrist restraints and held them in front of me. He smiled, “Like I said...Daddy has plans.” After my restraints were secured, puppy led me to the sling, “Climb on cuntboy,” puppy ordered and secured me tightly. “Now we wait for Daddy.” “Well done boys,” Daddy said as he walked in. Approaching us he held my chin, “Now on to the rest of the night and my plans for you cuntboy.” Placing his hand on the back of my neck, Daddy spread his legs and guided my mouth to his hard cock. Seeing this, puppy moaned and began worshipping Daddy’s pecs, licking and biting his tits. Daddy stood there smiling...relishing in the worship of his two boys. After a bit, Daddy pulled his cock out of my mouth. “Cuntboy,” Daddy announced, “I have decided on the next steps for you. Puppy here, as you know, is my fist boy. You are my piss boy, but more so, you are my cuntboy...our cuntboy.” I nodded...knowing my gear represented the piss...yellow piped harness and jockstrap to puppy’s red. “You’ve seen puppy’s cunt lips. They represent four years of service to me. Now it’s time for you to manifest your service to me. You are my cuntboy...your cunt lips will also reflect this. But as my cuntboy, you will have additional modifications to show your position. Some may be temporary but others will be permanent. You will be forever marked as the cuntboy you are.” I don’t know if it was the chems or the fact that I was being drawn deeper into my role as a cuntboy, but I readily agreed. “Yes Daddy! I’m your cuntboy, mark me!” Daddy chuckled as he held up the bag of T, “OK boys, now that we’ve been replenished, let’s get this session started.” Both puppy and I moaned knowing it was going to be a long session since we all had a few days off and we’d call in sick if we wanted to extend it. Daddy went to the shelf and grabbed a glass pipe. “I don’t want to deal with getting the rigs ready so we’re gonna smoke it tonight,” Daddy announced as he packed the bowl with some of the shards. Walking over to me, Daddy smiled, “There you go cuntboy. I’ll light it.” I wrapped my lips around the pipe’s mouthpiece and inhaled. “Good boy. There ya go,” Daddy nodded as I let out a cloud of white smoke. “Again, cuntboy,” Daddy ordered and I obeyed. “Again cuntboy!” After seeing me inhaling the white smoke, puppy’s hunger for chems took over and he begged, “Please Daddy! Let me smoke!” Daddy laughed, “Of course, boy,” and placed the pipe against puppy’s lips and fed him a series of hits. “Go on puppy, suck on that pipe like the meth whore you are,” Daddy nodded as puppy sucked in the smoke until Daddy took the pipe and lit it for himself, blowing the thick white smoke into puppy’s mouth and kissing him. My head was spinning... my cock was fucking hard and my cunt...it was aching as I took in the sight of Daddy and my alpha devouring each other. Looking down at me, Daddy growled, “How’s my cuntboy?” as his hand moved down between my legs and spread my cunt lips. I arched my back to give him more access and he smiled, “Hungry cunt on you, huh?” I nodded, my body demonstrated the deep hunger in my cunt the chems had stirred in me. His eyes still locked on mine, Daddy took another hit from the pipe and bent down to my face. He exhaled and let out a large white cloud into me. Seeing me spun, Daddy smiled, “OK cuntboy, let’s begin. Puppy, bring me the toys.” “Fuck yeah!” puppy growled and moved towards the shelves. Seeing his hard glutes framed in the red straps as he walked away from us, my cunt lips throbbed. Daddy said that my cunt lips would reflect my position. If puppy’s cunt lips were obscenely engorged, what would mine be ultimately?! I began bucking as puppy bent down...exposing his cunt lips. Seeing my body’s reaction, puppy smiled as he grabbed a clear cylinder, hose and pump from the bottom shelf. As puppy walked back to us, Daddy explained what was to happen. “That cuntboy is a rosebud pumper. It’s got a rod running down the center that extends outside the cylinder. I’m going to slide the rod into your cunt until the cylinder presses against your ass cheeks and envelopes your cunt lips and I’ll be pumping until your cunt is blooming.” On hearing this, I moaned loudly and raised my ass. Seeing my reaction, puppy growled, “MMM cuntboy...fucking gonna have a rosebud.” Handing the equipment to Daddy, puppy dropped to his knees between my legs. “Go on puppy, have at that cunt,” Daddy encouraged. “AWWW FUUUCK!” I yelled as I felt puppy begin chewing on my puffy cunt lips. “Fuck puppy, eat my cunt!” I begged as I felt puppy slobber as he worked on my cunt lips. “Ok puppy, back off,” Daddy laughed, “Let’s get to work on that rosebud. Grab some lube so we can get a good seal.” As puppy rose, I could see the intense look on his face. His pupils were pitch black from the chems and his face was covered in my cunt juices. “Fucking cuntboy’s gonna have a rosebud!” puppy growled as he spit in the tub of lube and handed it to Daddy. Grabbing the lube, Daddy began spreading it around my cunt lips. “Good cuntboy,” Daddy reassured me as his fingers entered my cunt, “You’re gonna have a beautiful rosebud.” I was now totally in, chems be damned, “Fuck Daddy! Do it! Give me a rosebud!” I begged. Then I felt it. Daddy angled the cylinder rod into my cunt and slowly inserted it until the cylinder’s edges were flush against my ass and I moaned. I was used to Daddy and puppy’s thick cocks...I had even taken my first fist...Daddy’s fist that first session. The rod was only 1 inch thick but, somehow, I knew that I would never have this feeling again... the first time entering my cunt. As Daddy pressed the cylinder against my flesh, puppy connected the hose and the pump. In a show of unity...both my Daddy and alpha were to be part of my transformation. “It’s ready Daddy,” puppy proudly announced as he handed the pump to Daddy as he took hold of the cylinder. “Ready cuntboy...” Daddy stated, not questioning me as he started to pump. The sensation was incredible, my cunt felt as if it was being completely sucked out of my body. “FUUUCK!” I yelled as I was being turned inside out. “Please Daddy! Fucking rosebud!” Seeing the cylinder was securely sealed to me, puppy released it. “Fuck yeah cuntboy...gotta piss!” he smiled as he held his cock. “Fucking piss boy...” puppy growled as he slipped his cock into my mouth and released a torrent of warm acrid chem piss. I grasped his cock with my mouth and sucked. I needed my alpha’s piss. I craved the warmth of it filling my mouth... And the taste! Fuck, I couldn’t get enough of it now! I’d come to mix my own piss into most of my drinks and now carried breath mints to mask any smell on my breath during working hours. I fantasized about my male coworkers walking in and seeing me fill up my coffee mug with my piss...my yellow jockstrap fully showing. So many times, I wanted to just drop to my knees and be their urinal. “Fucking urinal!” puppy chuckled as he pulled out. I didn’t let go...I couldn’t let go of his cock. I took his foreskin between my teeth and held his cock. Looking up into puppy’s eyes, I sucked his cock back in my mouth to the root. “AWWW FUUUCK!!! Cuntboy!” puppy laughed as he began to fuck my face. “Take it!” All the while, Daddy was slowly pumping my cunt...my cunt lips were extending against the cylinder’s edges. “Fuck yeah cuntboy...it’s blooming,” Daddy proudly announced. On hearing my cunt was blooming, I felt puppy’s cock throb and he released a torrent of cum into my mouth. “Shit yeah...fucking bloom on my cuntboy!” puppy said as he bent down and kissed me. My tongue entered his mouth...offering him a taste of his own cum. After a bit more pumping, Daddy stopped and removed the hose. “Look up cuntboy...see the beginnings of your new self.” I looked up at the mirror on the ceiling. There I was...splayed out with my yellow jock pouch now resting on the clear cylinder between my legs... “AWWW SHIT!!” I moaned. “Thank you Daddy!” Daddy chuckled, “You’re welcome. Let’s keep it like that for a bit. But for now, Daddy needs to use his urinal.” Walking over to me, Daddy motioned puppy to move between my legs. “Go on puppy, I know how much you love rosebuds. Check out our cuntboy.” I arched my back trying to expose my cunt even more as puppy knelt. “Fucking beautiful! Daddy,” puppy said approvingly. Holding his cock, Daddy placed it in my open mouth and pissed. I instinctively began to swallow knowing Daddy liked pissing directly down my throat. I quickly swallowed trying to keep up with the stream but this time, it was stronger. I couldn’t keep up. His chem piss began to pool in my mouth and soon began to overflow. I looked up at Daddy...my eyes apologizing for not being able to complete my role. “It’s ok cuntboy,” Daddy said, “I was holding it in. Swallow cuntboy...if you can’t get it all, enjoy the feel of my piss on your face...You’re a piss boy after all...aren’t you?” I nodded as his warm piss began to flow out of my mouth...accepting Daddy’s words. Once Daddy finished pissing, I cleaned his cock. “OK boys, let’s see how cuntboy’s cunt is coming along,” Motioning for puppy to move aside, Daddy walked between my legs. I watched in the mirror as Daddy grabbed the cylinder and released the pressure and a loud slurping sound erupted from it. My cunt lips felt different...I could feel the pressure surrounding them. “YEESSS!” puppy exclaimed at the sight. Daddy smiled and grabbed a mirror...showing me the state of my cunt. “Fucking beautiful beginning of a rosebud cuntboy!” he pronounced. I couldn’t believe it! My cunt lips were moist and engorged...not as much as puppy’s but definitely swollen. I marveled at the sight of the lube and my cunt juices dripping from them. “Thank you, Daddy!” was the only thing I could say. “Now cuntboy, I want you to concentrate on your cunt...push boy...push your cunt out. Show me more of that rose bud.” I pushed...puppy had cleaned me out so I knew I was clean... but I felt like I was going to shit. I felt the pressure build. “Go on cuntboy,” puppy encouraged, “push!” I pushed again...suddenly, I felt it...a sudden release as my cunt escaped my cunt lips. “Fuck!” they both exclaimed. There it was, a rosebud surrounded by my engorged cunt lips! I could feel pressure my cunt lips put on my rosebud...a totally new experience. “Dammit cuntboy, that is beautiful. We’ll work on it and get you to present that rosebud on demand.” Daddy said as he stroked it. “Don’t worry puppy, no need to be jealous. Your cunt lips were the first I created. You are my masterpiece.” Puppy growled and crawled over to Daddy and took his cock. “Good boy,” Daddy sighed, “Suck my cock.” I felt Daddy massage my rosebud as he began fucking puppy’s mouth. I was in awe as I watched my totally spun out alpha being face fucked...Suddenly, Daddy held firm and spasmed. ”Don’t swallow puppy! ” Daddy ordered as he pushed puppy’s face away from his crotch leaving only his cockhead engulfed in his mouth. Daddy let out a grunt as he came. Sitting on his haunches, puppy presented the load of cum in his open mouth. “Good boy. Now feed it to cuntboy.” Puppy rose and walked over to me and smiled. Lifting my head, I opened my mouth as puppy leaned down and the cum began to spill from his lips into me. I greedily swallowed...knowing that my alpha was feeding me the cum he had milked from our Daddy. As the last drops escaped puppy’s mouth, his lips met mine and our tongues wrestled. I struggled to take any last remnants of Daddy’s cum from his mouth. “Fuck yeah...my boys.” Daddy sighed at the sight of us sharing his cum. “I’m gonna get the pipe ready. Cuntboy, relax and take in your body. Puppy, you know what’s next.” Puppy nodded. Giving me a quick kiss and wink, puppy moved over to one of the cabinets. I relaxed and admired my sweaty shaved body in the mirror. Working out with puppy had given me more definition. My glutes were definitely more pronounced...the one area that now defined me. I gazed at my now pumped up cunt lips as a I clenched and released them in a milking motion. Part of me still couldn’t believe what had occurred in the last couple of months. I was expecting a hookup with Daddy...now I was a cuntboy to him and puppy. Grinning, puppy returned carrying what looked like a lunch pail. Grabbing a side table, he placed it on the table next to me and opened it. From my angle, I couldn’t see what it contained. Puppy looked at Daddy. “Go on, show him,” Daddy smiled. Puppy moaned and pulled out a small clear bag filled with liquid and presented it to me. “That cuntboy, is 250 ml of saline,” Daddy chuckled. “I’ve decided that I want to see your balls pumped up. After a while, the saline will be absorbed by your body. But in the meantime, you won’t be able to hide your bulge. Are you ready cuntboy?” I nodded as Daddy began preparing me for the next step.

Part 3 Frank finally start to moan with his pleasure and his cock got bigger and harder and I knew he was ready to cum. He grabbed my head and rammed his cock as deep into my throat as he could and I could feel the pulsations as he creamed my throat. He came for what seemed like eternity before finally releasing my head and I fell back gasping for air but loving every drop of his marvelous cock and cum. He rose up after a couple of minutes and grabbed me and pulled me into a deep passionate kiss. My own cock was hard as nails. He kept kissing me as he pushed me back onto my back, still kissing and then was caressing my cock. He pulled my legs up then and then, while still kissing me, one hand stroked my hardon while his other slid between my ass cheeks and teased my hole. It only took a couple of minutes and I told him I was going to cum and he pumped my cock harder. Just as I started to erupt, he suddenly rammed one of his fingers into my hole, reaming it around and around until it was all the way in and I kept cumming more than I am sure I had ever done before. As I was starting to quit cumming he broke off the kiss and went down and started to lick up my cum. Cleaning my cock and stomach off completely. All the time he was doing this his finger was still pistoning in and out of my ass. He then came back up to my lipthats with his and as he kissed me he pushed some of my own cum into my mouth as our tongues intertwined together. I almost came again from the sensations. Then I felt another of his fingers pushing at my hole and soon it entered also to join with the first one driving me almost out of my mind. After a few more minutes of this, Frank pulled his fingers from my ass and I let out an uncontrollable moan of emptiness. He leaned back smiling at me and then said, "I don't have much more time now, but soon we will have to fill that nice super tight hole of yours. It feels like a virgin almost. I can't wait hardly to feel it wrapped around my cock as I breed you but good." I could only grin at this as I knew I wanted him to do it to me and soon. It was now only three days until Thanksgiving. I could hardly wait as my family had huge meals with lots of family and some friends there. This year was to be at the union hall in town as it looked like there would be a record number of people coming. My mom said that it could be as many as 150 people there this year. Family sure has grown. She also said that dad had invited a couple of new guys from his work this year as they were here from a long ways away and probably, with work load, not able to go home this time. From some of the comments my parents were making it looked like there would probably be 10 to 20 friends of the family attending. What a crowd that was going to be. They even mentioned a cousin coming for the first time in a while as he had been kind of an outcast and hadn't been around much for a few years now. He was about 4 years older than me and from what I remember of him was a damn fine looking guy and they also said he was bringing his 'significant' other with him.

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I was really horny and cruising Claigslist one day. I'd just recently started taking anon loads and getting fucked without asking guys their hiv status. I was resigned to the certainty that sooner or later I'd get pozzed. To be honest, it made my dick hard thinking about taking poz cum, although I told myself I didn't want to get infected. I saw an advertisement I'd seen before that I'd always thought was hot. It was from a poz black top who only fucked bareback, and who wanted poz-friendly bottoms. I'd never answered it because I hadn't been willing to take a load from a poz guy. That had changed: not only was I willing, I was eager to take a charged load, especially from a lovely big, black cock like the one in the ad. He was a bit thuggish looking with a long thick cock that turned up abruptly toward the end; things that all made my dick throb. After a short exchange of emails I went over to his place, which was a run-down apartment in a rough neighborhood. I had video two cameras and tripods with me; he'd said it was ok to video the fuck as long as he got a copy. I was really nervous as I walked up to his door; was I really going to take a charged load from a black thug? He was even more thuggish looking than he looked in his on-line photographs, and I was really turned on. I set the cameras up, one with a side view and slightly above and one from the rear, level with where my ass would be. I hoped it would capture a good view of his cock in me and his cum running out of me after he bred me. He told me to strip and get on my knees. I complied and he stuck his crotch in my face. "Chew on my dick, bitch." I raised my hands to unbutton his pants and he knocked them away. "No hands, faggot! Work my cock with your pussy-ass mouth and get me hard." I moaned and mouthed the bulge in his pants. This was even better than my fantasies! He grabbed my head as mashed my lips against his cock. "Chew on it, you white pussy boy!" I was afraid I was going to cum in my drawers if he kept this up. His pants were spotted with my saliva and his precum. His cock had grown and was slightly hard. "Use your hands. Take my cock out." I frantically pulled his fly open with trembling hands, pulled his drawers down and saw one of the most beautiful cocks I've ever seen: it was long, thick, jet black. It was even uncut! I was in heaven. I took the head in my hand and stuck my tongue in the foreskin, which was dripping precum. I bathed the head of his cock with my tongue, lapping up copious juice. His cock had a strong taste, like he hadn't bathed or washed it in several days. There was no actual cheese, but it was the strongest tasting cock I could remember sucking. The lovely thing swelled under my attentions and the head emerged from the foreskin. "Suck my nigger dick, faggot. I bet you're a fucking bugchaser aren't you?" I nodded without letting his cock out of my mouth. He was almost fully erect and that upward curve was becoming more pronounced. "You sick fucking queer! You're going to get what you want tonight. When I let you walk out that door you're going to be one infected dicksucker. I'm going to tear that pussy of yours up and fill you with my poison cum." I moaned, this was what I wanted! I was going to get fucked and infected tonight! This was the first time I'd admitted to myself I wanted to get infected. He grabbed my head again and fucked his dick into my mouth to the root. He had to be eight inches long and that curve in the last two or three inches slammed into my throat. I gagged but managed not to throw up. "Cover my dick with cocksucker's slime fag; that's all the lube your faggot ass is getting." I moaned again, this was incredible, already easily the best sex ever with a man. I glanced down at my cock and saw precum flowing to the floor. "Last chance to back out, you sick fuck. Once I'm in your cunt I'm filling and pozzing you. Beg me to stop all you want, you're getting my babies in your guts." He grabbed my hair and pulled me off his dick. "Talk to me, faggot. You want my cock and cum in your cunt? You want me to knock you up?" "Yes, sir! Please fuck my ass and breed me! Please infect me!" "Get up!" He hauled me to my feet, grabbed my head in his hands and kissed me. He mashed my lips against his and raped my mouth with his tongue. I couldn't hold back; I moaned and shot my load on his crotch. He pushed me to my knees. "Lick it up, cocksucker! I don't want your weak faggot cum on me. I ought beat the crap out of your faggot ass for that!" I eagerly lapped my semen off him. I'd shot a big load and got a mouthful. I swallowed it quickly. I was shaking with fear and arousal. God, I wanted him to rape me and cum in me. "Bend over pussy-boy! You're getting it, now!" He spun me around and pushed me down, bending me over the bed. I felt the head of his cock on my asshole. "Take it, bitch!" He slammed it in to the hilt in one stroke. I screamed, it hurt so much. It felt like he'd split me open. My ass was surely ripped and bleeding. He slapped me on the side of head hard. "Shut the fuck up, bitch. You scream again, I'm fucking beating the shit out you before I knock your ass up! Take my big poz nigger dick in your white boy pussy and like it!" My cock was rock-hard again. He pulled almost all of the way out and slammed in again. "Blood on my dick, bitch. What do you think about that? You're already infected, you fucking queer piece of shit!" My cock squirted again. Not even twenty minutes and I'd shot two loads! This was beyond my wildest dreams! "Want to know something faggot? I'm not on meds, my viral load is off the charts. You are getting well and truly fucked and infected tonight!" I moaned and almost threw up. God, what had I done? I was pozzed, infected with HIV already. There was no turning back. I realized that was exactly what I wanted. "Thank you, sir! Thank you for your gift!" "You dumb fucking white boy faggot! It's not a gift. It's your fucking life!" He slapped me again, harder. My ears rang and it hurt. He pounded my asshole with his prick, fucking me hard and fast. After maybe ten minutes I felt his deathstick slide out of me and whimpered. He slapped the back of my head. "On your back, bitch, now." I rolled over and looked up at him looming over me. His cock was rock-hard, tight against his belly, covered in slime and dripping juice. He stuck it in my mouth and I moaned as I tasted precum, assjuice and blood. Already infected, for sure. The dick of death pulled out of my mouth and I felt my legs pulled up onto his shoulders. His cock slid back in me without resistance. One hand was holding my shoulder down, the other went behind my head and pulled my mouth to his. He kissed me hard and aggressively, tongue all over me while he banged away in my pussy. Finally he jerked into me hard and held it. Normally I never feel when a man shoots in me; this time he shot so hard and so much cum I felt warmth and pressure in my ass. He humped against me, spasming in my guts. "Knocking you up, faggot! I just shot my nigger bug juice in you. You are officially one ex-bugchaser. You caught it for sure." He collapsed against and rolled off, pulling his cock out me. "Clean it off, bitch, do it right." I eagerly took his softening dick in my mouth and licked and sucked it clean. I loved the taste of cum, assjuice and blood. He wiped my asshole with his hand. "Push my cum out, bitch." I did. He held his hand up and I saw that he'd shot an enormous load in me. He held it to my mouth. "Eat my cum, faggot." I did. It took a while there was so much. I loved the taste. "Now get dressed, gather your shit up and get the fuck out of here." He slapped me hard, twice. I tasted blood in my mouth where he cut my cheek. "Hurry up you fucking queer! I'll beat your ass down if you're not out in two minutes." I hurriedly dressed, grabbed my stuff and started for the door. "If I want to fuck you again, I'll email. I might get a group of guys together to rape your ass. You'd like that wouldn't you, you sick fucking piece of shit." I'd love it. I knew that if he wanted me, I'd do it. He could do anything he wanted to me. My dick was hard as I walked to my car. I could feel his poz cum oozing out of my torn up ass. I was looking forward to jerking off after I licked the cum and blood out of my underwear while I watched the videos of my pozzing.

Best thing I've heard. Love making my bottoms feel totally used and big and open on the inside. You can only get that way with a marathon fuck.

Some Tops are sprinters, some are marathon runners. i have some stamina as a bottom, especially when i feel a connect to my Top. A marathon fucker is probably my favorite if i were to vote, which is not to say i don't love the sprinters... i fucking do. i am more internally, emotionally fucked and bred by a marathon Top though. To me it feels like a slow purposeful assault (wrong word) on my hole, slowly a breaking down any resistance and turning my hole into a pussy, opened and sloppy where it becomes harder and harder to squeeze His cock because He's pretty much overcome me and i'm sort of pinned physically and internally subdued and owned.

Jesse didn't get my ass at the theatrer that day.. We did some more stroking and sucking before we got up and left. It would be about a week later that Jesse, Dad and I would get together again. But before that, dad and I played one more time. It wasn't always easy finding time alone, with mom being around. But I guess Dad was so horny one night, he just couldnt take it anymore I was up late watching tv - down in the living room on the couch. Laying naked under a blanket, I played with my cock slowly as I watched tv. I heard Dad walking down the stairs, and knew he was heading down to use the bathroom ( the only bathroom in the house) I caught a glimpse of Dad as he came down stairs and walked through the living room. He was wearing only briefs, and just the thought of seeing his cock again was making me rock hard. He quickly went to pee and came back into the living room.. He walked over to me, and I figured he was just checking to see if I was still up and watching tv ( he hated to have the tv on and no body watching it !!) When he saw I was awake, he said quickly, " I'm so horny" and he pulled out a rock hard cock from his briefs. I sat up and put it in my mouth. With my other hand, I pushed off my blanket and stroked my hard boy cock. Dad didn't make much noise as he didn't want to wake up mom, but I could tell he was enjoying it as much as I did. I took Dad's cock as deep as I could, wanting my reward for my efforts.. It didn't take long til I was rewarded.. I could tell he was close by his breathing, and as his balls released a large load of cum into my mouth, my own cum shot out of my dick, covering my chest and stomach with my jizz.. Dad stepped away , put his dick back in his briefs. Then leaned forward and licked the cum off my body. "I'll give mom a good nite kiss from you when I get back to bed" .... "Don't stay up too late" And as he turned and walked away, I watched his tight ass fill those briefs.... and thought damn... next time .. I want his ass again.

I also have rare instances where my top ruts for longer than the average man. I also believe that it’s a bottoms job to take it. The last time it happened to me the top was not overly big but loved to pound my pussy like it was he last one he would ever breed. lol. I of course took it and thanked him. I was sore for a few days also. Very rare for me. It’s a good sore though. The kind that puts a smile on your face when you have to adjust your seating position.

Part 8 I really cannot keep this going too much longer so have been working hard to complete my project to email my idiotic 'neg' client. Between spending most days breeding his insatiable hunger for charged cum and beating off while viewing all the material I had shot of the 2 of us 2 weeks ago I am completely drained. I think I have lost 30 lbs in sweat and jizz. I have no idea how he can remotely say he is straight nor even look at his wife in the eyes since he says the nastiest shit to me and is always begging for my poz offspring growing inside him. I hate myself for really enjoying it all too, am I really this psychopathic to be a willing participant in this dudes fetish? Whenever I remember he is cheating and neg it just makes my balls well up with poz cum to pump into him. My 'plan' as he calls it is hardly that, I really hoped to scare him 'straight' with what I did 2 weeks ago, not so much as stop him from barebacking but more so on being more careful about it for his marriage sake. Of course now I do not care about his marriage as he has shown his true colors so my plan has changed without him even knowing what the original plan was. Now I am going to rip the band aid that is his marriage and let life catch up and make him live the way he wants without harming his innocent wife. Two weeks ago I convinced him to get dressed, no underwear needed, put on a blindfold and let me drive him to a place we could have hot fun. He completely complied, I was stunned that he was so in lust he literally was willing to do this with a complete stranger. A buddy of mine who was into filming gangbang bareback porn was out of town and asked me to keep an eye on his stuff and place. He also winked that it was cool if I ever got a chance to get back in the saddle that he would love to see me in action again. When we got inside my friends place I let my cumslut take off the blindfold, his slack jawed look almost made me chuckle. I explained to him we were going have some fun filming some hot pozzing scenes together. I would wear a mask but if he truly wanted my charged dna growing in him he had to be willing to not be anonymous like any good proud bug chaser. He smiled and said he was in heat and would do anything to get my seed like a good neg chasing slut. We filmed him giving me oral, eating my ass, riding my dick in so many positions and taking about 6 loads of poz cum deep in his ass. Each of them with good view of his face and with him admitting he knew it was poz cock and wanting it. In between with me needing some time to recharge I would film him answering questions off cue cards I quickly squiggled questions onto. During these times I made him play with his cummy hole and watched him practically fist himself in his loose cum slicked hole while answering. My favorite part was the time when he was using his wifes name in an answer and saying that this is the real him as he had 4 fingers in his gaped cum lubed hole and spontaneously orgasmed his own load up in the air. It landed back straight down onto his fingers as he kept fucking himself now with his own cum into his hole filled with me poz cum. When we were done I told him he was not to ask about what we did at all. That I would be sure to email him the final thing when it was done and if he asked about it at all before he saw my email I would trash it all. He whimpered but then begged for just 1 more poz load in his ass. I happily seeded him roughly then drove him home and left. Pretty sure his wife got home 10 minutes later. No idea what that conversation was like but I went back to work there the next day and we were back to me pozzing him as much as I could deliver. Now that I got the last check for the work I have done I am ready to hit send on all this content I created. Wonder how suddenly aware he will be about his life going forward. Part 9 soon.

My first time was about two years ago. I’ve posted about it on here in another blog. I went to visit a fuck bud who lived in a city about 2 hours away for a weekend. We had been talking about what we wanted to do for some time and he mentioned ws. I was totally interested because I had jerked off with piss play by self for a long time but never done anything with another guy. I was so eager for the weekend of sex. When I got to his house he greeted me at the door naked so my clothes came off right away foyer. He handed me a beer and started to chat an catch up. I loved being there naked and chatting. It was so natural. After the first beer was down we cracked another and started to make out and feel each other all over. We decided to move upstairs so we grabbed a few more cans each and went to his bedroom. We really go into it with a few hits of poppers and got sucking each other off. The foreplay was great, and we would stop to take sips of beer and hits of poppers. I was getting close to need to piss but we cracked int our third beer and I knew it was time. He took me into the glass shower and he knelt down in front of my dick and I tried to relax. The thought of pissing into someone else’s mouth was racing through my head so I tried to relax. After a few seconds the first drops came out and then a few spurts. He took it in and swallowed. I was so turned on and I knew he was happy too. I pissed more but tried to control the flow. He drank every drop like a champ and I loved watching it happen. We made out a bit and went back to the bed. It was time to start fucking him so I lubed him up as he sucked me hard again. A hit poppers got me fully ready and we fucked for what seemed like hours with little beer breaks. After a while he had to piss so we went back into the shower and I asked to be pissed on. I sat down and his warm piss covered me. It felt great. Eventually another friend of his joined us and the three of us kissed, fucked and pissed some more well into the wee hours of the night. His friend left and we finally crashed for a few hours before more morning sex. Since that trip we’ve met up again a few times and have always included ws into our weekend sessions. Another is in the works in a few weeks from now. I can’t wait.

I have always been the kinda cumdump that just lets ANYONE fuck me bareback and dump their load in me. I just started noticing more and more that poz guys wanted to fuck me and they all seemed to love blowing loads in me. Plus I had boyfriends and daddies that loved watching guys fuck me, even more so when the men were poz. most guys din't tell me they were poz when they fucked me at first but the dirtier I got and the more I got a rep as a community cumdump the more guys started openly telling me they were poz before and during fucking me

I like whores so the looser the better. I usually tell my sub to wear a plug right before fucking so they are already gaped before fucking. All that said I still like a responsive hole, especially when the bottom tries to tighten up but can't because they've been fuck too long. So instead of tightening up it does a week soft hug around your cock. Oh and the sound of a relaxed sloppy hole is so fucking hot. Sounds like walking through a wet swamp.

Hope no minds me added this short encounter. . I have a brief profile on Grindr. Mainly looking at gettting bred and ffisted. Last week-end, this twink, I would describe as Latino, 19yrs old, 180cms (about 5' 9") tall, 72kgs (159 pounds), smooth body and about 7" uncut cock. . He sent me a message wanting to try ffisting a guy. I asked him if he would fuck me bareback, he told me he prefers to fuck safe, use a condom and do I have a condom. Also, he mentioned, he doesn't really fuck guys...but, it's better than wanking off his load. I found and expired condom in the bottom of my toy box. I said 'fuck yeah'. fuck me using the condom. . When he walked in, he stripped and we got to work. He has never ffisted a guy before. I get hiom laying down and I lower my arse onto his ffist and half way down his arm...I moan...moan....the look on his face as his arm sldie up my arse. . I suck his cock for about 10 minutes, wanting to swallow his load. I then roll the condom onto his cock, and turn around on all fours. He starts fucking like crazy....about 15 mintues later he cums. I'm kinda exhausted. He pulls out, I remove the condom (putting it aside and not letting him have it). I lick his cock clean and 10 minutes later, he is ot the door. . I sniff the condom........HOT. I empty the condom onto my hand, sniff and lick...the left over cum is used as lube....... . Gotta love horny twinks, I'm 50 yrs old.

S6AT6A6N you are one sick and twisted fucker and you make my dick so hard! Can’t wait to see what’s in store for our boy next.

Part 2 For the next couple of days I was too busy to do anything except spend time with my parents and siblings and other relatives and a few friends. Apparently my new friend must have been busy too as neither of us called or sent a text even. Then in the early morning of 3rd day home I was awakened by my phone going off. I checked it, to find a message from the new guy. He wanted to know how things were going and if it was possible to meet up for lunch if I was interested? He also mentioned that we had not got around to introducing ourselves. He wrote that his name was Frank and he could meet up for about an hour around his noon break from work. I immediately sent him a message back saying it would be great and my name was Jeff and asked where he wanted to meet? He sent a message right back saying he wasn't real familiar with town yet but told me the name of a restaurant I knew of. I was a little surprised at it as I knew it was not in a real good part of town but also knew it had pretty good food and sent him a message that it would be fine and I would be there at noon. I got ready, cleaned up and headed out and arrived at the restaurant about 5 minutes early. I decided to just go ahead and get us a table and chose booth kind of out of the way in a corner. It was a little bit more private than most. Frank got there a couple of minutes after noon, so I did not have to wait too long. As he slid into the booth, he leaned over and planted a kiss on me which was kind of a surprise but very welcome. We broke off quickly and he said, "I have a good two hour lunch today, so we have lots of time to 'feed' ". He kind of put an emphasis on that word while smiling. I smiled back at the double meaning and was hoping to get another taste of his fine cock. We ordered and while waiting made out a little bit in our booth. I was hot and ready as he was such a good kisser. We broke the kiss after a bit and I told him I had to run to the restroom and would be right back. When I returned and slid into the booth, Frank immediately planted his lips on mine again. As we kissed, he reached down and took my hand and place it in his lap and I was surprised to find that he had slid his pants down and his cock was standing straight up and hard as a rock. I started to jack him as we kissed and was loving the feeling of his large meat. He broke the kiss of after a short bit and as our lips parted I saw he was looking around and then one of his hands was pushing my head down towards his dick. He told me that he would keep a close watch on but wanted to feel my lips on him and couldn't wait any longer. I opened my moiuth without hesitation and swallowed his cock down. As I was sucking he was reaching over and I felt his hand reach down the back of my pants, rubbing my ass cheek and gently sliding a finger into my crack at times. I sucked him for a good 5 minutes when he pulled his hand out of my pants and whispered that our food was coming. I rose up before the waitress got to our table. Frank, again, had a huge amount of precum which I had swallowed as fast as I could and it was so very sweet tasting. He didn't bother to try and get his pants up but just kind of slumped in the seat under the table so the waitress could not see he was basically bare from the waist down. After she left, he quickly raised up and pulled his pants up and tucked everything back in. We then got down to eating our really quite good meal. We chatted a little but about nothing in particular. Just general talke about weather, news, etc. to pass the time a little. We finished rather quickly actually and were heading out the door by a quarter till 1. As we got outside he just took my hand and led off down the sidewalk. I had no idea where we were going to start with but soon went around the corner where I finally realized we had only been a short distance from the ABS. He led me straight to it. We entered and he paid for us to head to the back rooms where the booths were at. When we got in the back I kind of took the lead as I knew exactly where the one big room was at. We entered and in no time at all, Frank had his pants to his ankles and I was on my knees with his cock in my mouth. It slowly grew until my entire mouth was stuffed full and it was entering my throat. I was loving it as, like every time, he was precumming a ton. His taste drove me wild and made me suck harder trying to get as much as I could possibly get. After about 10 minutes, Frank all at once pulled his cock from my mouth and stepped back as there was a couch in this room and sat down on it. He then kicked his shoes off and pulled his pants completely off and then even took his shirt off. I jumped up and quickly got my clothes off also. He then turned on the couch and spread his legs and I climbed between them and took his dick back into my mouth. I swallowed it all the way and it went deep into my throat, where he grabbed my head and held me in that position for a little while until I pushed at him to pull away to get some air. It was thrilling as hell. I wanted his seed and went to town sucking and deep throating him to get it. This must be like heaven is all I could think of.

“So,” the man said, looking directly into my eyes, “you want to join our little club.” It wasn’t really a question so much as it was a statment. I nodded slowly, my mouth dry. I tried to return the rugged looking man’s gaze with the same intensity that he gave but just couldn’t muster it. I felt my eyes drifting down to his full lips, his well kept full beard, the mound of chest hair that erupted from the collar of his v neck shit, and to his broad pecs with pert nipples that showed clearly through his shirt. “And do you know what this club is boy?” This was a question, and I answered as honestly as I could, “Mostly sir. My…um… friend, said he thought that I would fit in and arranged this…uh…interview…” I trailed off at the end. The man smiled slightly, “You can say fuck buddy, Sam. I know who Devin is to you.” I blushed. Devin and I had been friends for ages and had started fucking a few months previously when I found out just how thick his cock is. “Why did he say he thought you would fit in?” My cheeks went from pink to scarlet, “I… well…” “Just say it, you’ll feel better.” “I love getting bred.” I spat out the words before I chickened out. “I love taking loads.” “Good boy. You like it when Devin breeds you.” Another statement, “you like feeling his cum inside you boy hole.” “Yes Sir.” “And you want more, isn’t that right?” “Yes.” I was growing a little bolder now. “How many loads have you taken in a day Sam?” “Four.” “Four, all from the same person?” “Yes, Devin.” “Have you ever taken more than one mans load in a day?” Color rose up my neck, “Once, a guy fucked me once in the afternoon and then I met another man in a bar that night and he bred me too.” “Good, very good. Now did Devin explain the what the interview process was like for our club?” “Not really, Sir. Just that there would be an interview, and that it was a good way of meeting people. Though,” I said quickly, “from the way he said it I feel like there’s much more to it than that.” The man laughed, “Just a bit.” He smiled a broad smile that lit up his whole face. “You see Sam, our club is a special one and we have to be sure that you’re the right fit. Its not just a club to meet guys who might fuck you. It is a club to meet guys who will fuck you. If you make it through the entire interview process Sam you will get more cock in your life than you will know what to do with. Does that sound like something that interests you?” “Yes,” my voice cracking just slightly. “Good, now Devin is a full member, he’s one of our switches, but he tells me you’re not much of a top.” “No, uh no, not really.” “So you’ll be interviewing as a bottom.” “Yeah, I guess so.” “Being a bottom is nothing to be ashamed of, bottoms are an important and integral part of our group. Now if you were interviewing as a top or a switch this is the moment where I would bring in one of our bottoms for you to demonstrate your skills with; however, as a bottom you will be demonstrating,” he got up from behind his desk and walked around to stand in front of me, “your talents by taking my fat cock.” He grabbed his growing bulge through his pants and I felt my cock twitch. “Now before we continue there is one thing I must tell you. In this club, until you are a full member every load goes in your hole, and if you become a member it is still strongly encouraged. Do you understand?” “Yes, Sir.” My mouth felt dry. “Good, now strip.” I stood up, my hands shaking a little. The man was very close to me now. I could smell his light but powerful man smell and it made me weak. I pulled my shirt off over my head exposing my lightly haired torso and reasonable body, my friends joked that I had the body of someone who loves the gym but also loves pizza and they weren’t wrong. I kicked off my shoes, and socks, then went to undo my pants. I took a deep breath and pushed them down exposing the white jock I was wearing. “A jock strap, interesting. Not what I was expecting from you boy.” I moved to take it off too and the man stopped me saying, “That you can leave on boy, you won’t be playing with your cock for a while.” With me now standing in just my jock, the man started to take off his clothes. He quickly pulled off his shoes and socks, then with more care he took his shirt off tossing it to the side. I stared at his broad chest, the thick mass of dark hair flecked with grey. His big round pink nipples stood out erect from the fur. He had the solid build of someone who worked out for strength not to look good. My cock was throbbing. He undid his jeans, and then slowly slid them down. I knew at once he wasn’t wearing any underwear and his pubes began to erupt from the fly of his pants right off. Suddenly his cock sprang up as his pants hit the floor and he stepped out of them. I almost didn’t believe my eyes. His cock was as thick as a beer can and probably seven inches long. My mouth watered and my hole twitched, my own six inch cock was throbbing. I had never wanted a man as much as I wanted the man in front of me. “You like what you see boy?” “Yes.” “Good, get on your knees boy and get it nice and wet. The only lube you’re getting is spit.” I fell to my knees and scrambled towards his cock. I licked around the broad flat head of his dick for a moment and then swallowed it deep. His hands grabbed the back of my head and forced his dick down my throat. “That’s it boy, swallow my cock. Get it covered with your throat juice so I can slide deep in you hole.” I couldn’t breathe, but I didn’t care. All I wanted was to have his cock inside of me. My nose was pressed deep in his pubes and his balls were bouncing off of my chin. The man growled as he fucked my throat, my cheeks starting to hurt as they stretched around his girth. I kept almost gagging as he forced his cock deep inside me. He didn’t care about that though, all he was focused on was getting his cock as far down my throat as he could. The lack of air getting to my brain made me weak. I felt myself just letting go, giving myself over. I was his. This man owned my body, I had no idea how true that would become. I have no idea how long he fucked my throat but spit and drool dripped from my chin coating his cock and balls completely when he finally pulled his dick from my mouth. I gasped for air, blinking up at him. He grabbed me under my arms and tossed me onto the desk chest first. My ass was now exposed and at the perfect height for fucking. If I had had any illusions of this being a tender fuck they went out the window when he kicked my feet apart and slapped his cock against my exposed hole. With one hand on my shoulder and the other on his cock, he lobbed a big glop of spit on my ass and then rubbed his cock head into it. I took a deep breath knowing what was about to happen and tried to relax into it. “You did great with the cock sucking, full marks. Now let’s see how you do taking my cock. Are you ready boy?” “Yes.” “Then tell me what you want” “I want your cock. I want you inside me! I want your load!” “Good boy.” He pressed his thick, flat cock head against my hole. The bluntness of his tip meant that my hole had to stretch almost to his full girth before he was even inside me an inch. It took a moment, and I was panting, pushing back as best I could, before he suddenly sunk what must have been almost halfway in. I shuddered and gasped, my breath coming in ragged burst. He let me get used to his cock for a moment, then dropped another big blob of spit onto his shaft and pushed further inside. This time he didn’t stop till his pubes were pressed tight against my ass. I was whimpering now. My hole had never had to stretch that fast before. It was exhilarating. “Fuck that’s a nice cunt. Warm and inviting, but it’s a little too tight for my liking, let’s see if we can’t do something about that.” After spitting one more time onto my stuffed hole he pulled his cock back, one hand on my ass the other between my shoulder blades holding me down. He pulled out slowly till it felt like just the tip was inside me and then with more force than the last time pushed his cock back in. He built up the speed pushing harder and harder into me each time. I grunted and whimpered as he worked his way to really pounding me. I pushed my ass back onto him, willing my hole to open up for him. “Good boy,” he said, slamming into me hard, “That hole is opening up into a nice loose pussy. Keep pushing it out just like that. Your cunt is never going to be the same boy.” “Please breed me Sir,” I practically shouted. “Oh I’m going to leave you dripping when I’m done turning this boy hole into a proper pussy. Don’t you worry.” He was hammering me now and I was shouting. The sound of his balls slapping against my taint filled the room. Sweat was pouring off of both of us. I felt like I stunk of sex and I loved it. I had done slutty things but felt like a new chapter. This man was judging me on how good of a bottom I was and I was determined to prove to him what a champion I was. I slammed my ass back against his thrusts making my ass clap even harder. His cock was bottoming out in me with every thrust. I alternated between pushing my hole open and trying to such him deeper and deeper. His breathing was starting to change and his pace become even more frenetic. He was getting close. My own cock, still stuffed in the pouch of my jockstrap was practically dripping with precum, but only half hard, all of my focus had shifted to this man and his cock. He was the only thing that mattered. “Spread your cheeks for me boy, I wanna see that pussy open up for me when I breed it.” I grabbed my cheeks with both hands and spread them as wide as I could. He pulled his cock completely out of my hole with a pop, and then slammed it back in again. His cock broke past my ring like that over and over again wrecking my hole. I was no longer pushing back against him. Apart from holding my cheeks apart my body had gone slack. “Im going to fill you boy.” “Please give me your load.” “Fucking take my load,” he groaned as he slammed his cock as deep as he could into me and kept it there as his balls pulled up and unloaded. His dick spasmed for what felt like ages pumping his load into me. He must have shot a gallon of cum for how long he twitched. Once his dick had stopped, he said “Stay just like that.” He pulled out slowly. I heard him grab something, heard the click of a phone camera, and then felt cold plastic on my hole. A butt plug, I knew that feeling Devin had done this to me before. My well fucked hole quickly accepted the plug inside and then held it firm. “Take a seat boy.” I straightened up and staggered to the chair I had been sitting in at the start of the interview. “You did well. Your hole bloomed into a nice pussy for me in good time. I can’t wait to see what you can do with more training.” He was back to being very businesslike, despite now being fully naked in his chair across the desk he had just bred me on. “You have made it to the next step of the interview. With each step you will learn a little more about what is expected of the bottoms in our group. You will then be tested to see if you can meet those expectations. If at any point you want to drop out you are more than welcome to do so, but know there are no second chances. Once you have said you can’t take it…” he trailed off, “but I cant see that happening with you. You can go home now. Keep the plug in your hole, and my load in your guts. You will receive a call in a few hours about the next part of your interview.” He turned to his computer ignoring me, and I realized it was time to leave. Feeling dirty and incredibly turned on I grabbed my clothes and left the room.

Note: Part 1 is mostly background. It'll get good though. Promise ;) Part 1 I had work tomorrow. It was a weeknight, how did I end up at this Halloween party? My friend Steven and his room mate and best friend Nancy had invited me to their part over a month ago and I had never responded. I wasn't a huge fan of the holiday and with it falling midweek this year- it didn't seem like my cup of tea. I'd ignored the upcoming holidays A little background on me. My name if Jeff and I'm an average kinda guy- working in a cubicle. brown hair and average build. A hairy chest and a 7 inch cut cock. I had dabbled with T in college but put away my partying and hookup days 4 years ago when I graduated and met Chris. Chris never knew about my past and was all I had wanted. A settled life, picture perfect life. But a year ago we started having problems, we weren't connecting any more and our picture perfect life became more and more a facade. I slipped and jerked off some random guy at the gym in the steam room. I thought he was random at least. Turns out he recognized me and was a friend of one of Chris' friends. Chris left me for cheating. I hadn't meant to "cheat". it was jerking off, c'mon. but when he left I felt sadness and uncertainty about what was next. I also felt relief. I did't miss Chris or the cookie cutter existence. Since the breakup I'd grown more an more curious about revisiting my dirty past, watching porn that featured some explicit stuff and fantasizing. All this is to say I had become pretty reclusive the past month. That changed two days ago. I'd stopped after work to grab some groceries and a bottle of wine. I had just settled in when Steve banged on my door. I let him in. "Jeff, I'm not going to let you just stay at home all the time. all of us are worried about you. We don't get it. You and Chris were so good together, why the split?" He paused to let me answer, I didn't. "Fine, don't tell me but DO come to the party this week. It'll be fun- we'll drink and there'll be friend and a bunch of guys you haven't met yet. who knows, maybe you could meet someone?" "I'm not looking to meet someone" "That's what everyone says right before they meet someone. Whatever- you're coming. I will not take no for an answer and if you don't show up, I'm setting you up on three blind dates this weekend." Not trusting his taste or wanting to ruin my weekend, I acquiesced. "Fine, I'll stop by" "And wear a costume. it's a costume party. everyone goes all out." "Fine , Ill pull something together" ----------- Earlier tonight I'd got home, poured a drink and rummaged through an old box of college crap, knowing I had a costume or two in here somewhere from misspent college Halloween parties. One drink turned to three as I searched through the boxes of old crap Chris had made me keep in the basement. I found a boy wonder costume, a firefighter, a witch from that year in drag and a sailor. And then I found it at the bottom- It had never been mine. My senior year room mate had gone as Tarzan to that frat party. He'd left it behind and i grabbed it, it had stayed with my stuff all these years. I pulled it out and examined it. It was comprised of a brown wig, a brown loincloth skirt and a top that was one shoulder and torn in various places. It matched my mood- brooding and wanting to be a little sexy and dirty. I didn't know if i could pull off the look, but dammit I'd try it on. Why not? I knew it was time to get back out there and was starting to look forward to the party. I put the costume on and was surprised by how great I looked in it. Not hugely confident in myself generally, I was pleased to see my increased time at the gym and my bleak breakup diet had results. I threw back one more drink to calm the nerves then went off to the party. _________ At the party I was in a corner awkwardly with my drink. Everyone had complimented my costume and I'd made small talk with Nancy, Steven and a few others.It was a pretty tame affair. everyone was dressed cute and I felt like a little bit of a slut for wearing something a little more risque. I was a little shy in meeting new people and the two I'd managed to start a conversation with seemed like assholes, so I headed to the corner of the living room and was sipping on my drink. I was watching a couple make out on the couch and wondering if maybe I should leave when the door opened. Two girls entered dressed as fairies. They'd nailed it. glittery costumes, makeup and wigs. They looked great. They were followed by another girl and a man. I couldn't really see them as they made their way in. Steve exclaimed from the other room and ran over and made introductions. Apparently the fairies we work friends of his and they'd brought along two friends Steve didn't know. "the more the merrier" I heard Steve exclaim as I went to the kitchen to refresh my drink. As I was entering the kitchen, the few people who had been in there emptied into the living room to greet the new company, the door swinging shut behind them. They'd replace the normal kitchen bulbs with red ones for a spooky decorating effect ,so the whole room was darker and moodier. I was refilling my cup and heard the door swing open. I turned and there he was.... I took a sharp intake of breath. The vision before me was stunning. He was dressed as the devil. Slicked back black hair, A full length black coat that was open to reveal a completely made up body. His entire body had been painted red with black and white accents. His face was a hybrid of a skeleton and a devil. and latex horns drew forth from his forehead. Under the coat he wore only black leather boots, black leather briefs and a harness. He was gorgeous and seems dangerous. He was everything that no one else here was and I was rendered speechless. "Hello there." He then chuckled and said "Tarzan, you look... sexy. Forgive me for barging in but my group just arrived and I've been sent to grab us some drinks. What are you drinking?" "Rum and coke. basic, I know. You look.... really great. The makeup must have taken forever" "Gotta go all out. Tonight's the night for a wild night, I love to make Halloween as memorable as possible" he said as he readied his drinks. "I'm Jeff, what's your name?" He smirked "What do you want it to be ?" He took a small vial from his coat pocket and added a small amount of liquid to his drink. "Trick or treat?" "Huh?" "Do you want a trick or a treat?" "Uh... I don't know. Treat I guess." "Then close your eyes" I hesitated for a moment and then with a deep inhale, I closed my eyes and heard the sound of liquid hitting liquid. "Open" He said. And I did. "Cheers" He raised his cup and we clicked solo cups and took a sip. My drink tasted slightly different and I wondered what had been in the vial. I opened my mouth to speak and he said "shhhhh.... details later. Let's head back before we're missed. grab those drinks and bring them" "Yes, sir" I said simply. I don't know why I said that. I could feel the heat rising to my cheeks. I looked down, embarrassed. I heard I'm chuckle and as he left the room he said "Good. I like that. let's go..." I took a deep breathe and followed him back to the party.

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

Fucking love that sound. Makes me brick all the time.

I can continue for a very long time and love it when tops take their time. Love the feeling of a cock thrusting in me. But there are positions that are uncomfortable now that I am older and not so flexible anymore as I used to be when I was younger. So I suggest a different position. Most tops have no problem with that. Favorite position is doggy and I think I last longer than the top LOL!

I went for my usual bb play at Steamworks Toronto yesterday. Here's a reader's digest version of it... After my complete douching at home, I got to Steamworks Toronto about 8:30 PM and paid for a room for 8 hrs. This room was a new one I hadn't been in before, one with a large post to the right of the bed as soon as you go in. If you weren't aware of it, you'd bump into it easily. Oh well, as long as it was close to the long narrow darkroom at the back of Steamworks Toronto, it was just fine for me. My little sex bag had my 2 buttplugs and choice of lube (unscented Vaseline and silicone lube) ready to be used. Got my clothes packed away and my red jock on and the small buttplug up my daddy ass, I was ready to see who was there. In the front slurp ramp-gloryhole-fuck bench large dark room, I was a beautiful bubble butt parked on a fuck bench. I bent down to give the guy a long rim job. His legs brought my arms in closer. I could hear him softly moaning and pushing back into my tongue, wanting more. I didn't detect any loads, but his hole tasted great. He got me hard and I entered him to fuck for a bit. Guys gathered around. Another sexpig gave me some facetime and played with my nipples. He took over fucking the same guy from me. Too bad I didn't see him again over the course of the time I was there. I think last night it was just better at times to stay in your room. Lots of guys. Not a lot ready to give you their cum. Before 9:30 PM, I had a young cub visit my room who noticed I had the biggest buttplug in my ass. He asked to come in. I invited him in; his cock was hard and peeking out of his towel. I took the buttplug out of my ass as it was starting to be painful. I sucked the young cub's cock to get it even harder. I took him I wanted him to fuck me and cum in me. I got on all fours to receive his thick long cock in me. No condom, too. He speed up and slowed down his pumping of my ass; he didn't last long. I felt him erupting in me in less than 5 mins. I turned around to clean off his cock. He said, "Thanks, it was a lot of fun!" I thought so as well. A younger Latino guy came to my room. He plopped down beside me and asked for me to suck on his cock. His cock was tiny and not responding at all to my sucking. He asked whether I had any parTy drugs. I told him no. There was just no way he'd be getting hard. I thought perhaps he'd taken something beforehand. Oh well, guys like him we do meet. I told him to come back later. He never did come back. On to the next guy(s)... In the back narrow darkroom I wanted my cum in someone (and not to be wasted). I couldn't see well in there as it was pitch black. I felt a slim guy start to kiss me and play with my nipples. You, sexpigs, know that my nipples are attached to my cock. As he was kissing me and playing with my nipples I began to jerk my cock. I told him to expect my load. I thought I'd cum on him. But he knelt down to swallow my saved load in his mouth. He then cleaned off my cock and said thank-you. It was amazing!! I got to suck some more cocks. No one was really wanting to cum. But, i was really happy to receive one load anally and to give my load orally. My bar is quite low but realistic! Always hopeful for more. It was still an exciting and thrilling time for me!

Doing field research of course....

Welcome to the club ... just the beginning to being a cumdump. Soon you’ll want more guys dumping their seed in your fresh man pussy.

I usually jerk, but after I bust my slut lust goes away. Easy solution, just ordered the smallest chastity cage that I can cram my cock into. Can't wait to be locked up and used!

Hope it gets kinkier

I would say don't do it but did you do it? any update? My bf converted me. He was undetectable and I was on prep. One day, we have decided to stop the pill and we started to make love every night, lol it was like trying to get impregnated. Finally, one day i had a flu. I remember he got so excited and fucked me when i was sick, added another poz load into my body.

3. Sleeping plugged it turns out is pretty difficult. My cock seemed to leak all night and every way I turned the plug pressed into me in a new and exciting way. Occasionally when I couldn’t take it any more I would pull the plug out and fuck myself with it for a few minutes before stuffing it back in my hole. By morning I was stuck between horny and tired, but horny kept winning. At around 8am my phone buzzed. If you’ve made it through the night boy and still want to continue send me a video of you pulling that plug out of your cunt. I lay flat on my back on my bed immediately and holding my phone down past my ass pulled the plug from my hole, showed my gaping cunt and then stuffed the plug back in. The reply to my video was almost immediate. Good boy. Have you cleared your schedule? I have, I did I last night. Well done. Over the course of the day you will be given tasks that are meant to test how well you follow instructions. The second function of these tasks will be to test the limits you’re willing to go to. Yes Sir! Your first task is to fill a glass with your piss and drink it. You will film the whole thing and send it to me. It will be one continuous video, and you will show your full face. You have one hour to complete this task. I jumped up, the plug shifting in my hole, and ran to the kitchen. I grabbed a glass, filled it with water, and chugged. Then another glass and another. I had never done anything with piss before but I was turned on. It felt degrading in a way I had never considered hot before. I had started to guess the night before, but now, chugging my fourth glass of water I was fairly certain I knew where bottoms fell in the hierarchy of the club. Bottoms were whores in the club. Slutty pigs who would do anything for cock, and they were testing me to see if I was enough of a pig. Or maybe not testing as much as training. I was being pushed to do more and more slutty things, but each one felt like a small step. I wasn’t allowed to cum so I would stay horny and be more willing to try thing. Even with this revelation that I was being manipulated I didn’t care. I was loving this feeling of giving up control, I loved feeling so sexy and horny all the time. I sipped another glass of water waiting for it to work through my system. It didn’t take long before I felt my bladder fill up. Slightly nervous I made my way to the bathroom. I had no idea what piss would taste like but I was excited to find out. I got out my camera, stood over the toilet, aimed my dick at the glass and started recording. It took me a minute to get started but then a river of piss filled the glass in no time. I had a hard time stopping before I over flowed it. Switching the camera to front facing I raised the glass to my lips and swallowed. It was hot, and bitter, and a little salty but I liked it. I was almost surprised by myself. I really liked it and I gulped it down quick as I could. When the glass was empty I ended the recording and sent it off. The response came quickly Looks like you enjoyed that boy. I did! Good. Have you ever tried piss before? No, I was really nervous but I actually liked it. For the rest of the day that’s how you’re going to piss. You will recycle every piss load you have. Understood? YES! I was genuinely excited. I felt this rush from breaking a taboo. I couldn’t wait to feel that again. Now, you said yesterday that the most loads you’d taken in a day was 4. Is that correct? Yes. Today, along with your tasks you will be breaking that record. Your first top is on his way. Like last night you will buzz him in, and do want he wants when he gets there. Understood? YES!

Was a cruise club called THE BUNKER in Old Street London> stripped except for jock and trainers. M = 2 and A = 4 (though a couple more guys just dipping in and out). And I loaded up two young(er) twinks (20ish) who were probably students. Good snigging session too. and not one fucking condom in sight 😊 Just washed out my arsehole this morning …

Make sure you jerk off your dad's cock with your pussy full of strangers cum Saturday night, you know what daddy likes you to wear bitch @gangbangsuperstar

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.

So fucking HOT! Stevie has quickly turned into a nasty pig and whore, love it!

Easily my dad. I loved sucking his fucking fat Italian dick. To me, it was perfect and still years later weirdly serves as the dick I measure all others. Not only did I love the way his cock/cum tasted, I lived for his cock scent. I remember even rubbing my face in his pube/ball sweat to smell like him.

In principle, HIV criminalisation is problematic, since it prevents people from attaining treatment and makes people go underground. Honestly, my position on infection people with HIV is jaded, especially since I was stealthed myself, that's why I am of the opinion stealthing should be a crime. That said, while I don't agree with bug chasing, at least it's consensual, compared to the sick fuck in the UK who was taunting guys he infected. You might say to someone who was stealthed having HIV isn't the end of the world, but it's the end of the world they knew. That means relationships they've had in the past are either on the verge of ending or are over, if the partner does not want to work things out. It means juggling who should know you're poz and who doesn't. It also means navigating new relationships, having to disclose your status if you live in a state like Florida, or hiding it if you're afraid of the stigma. It also means hooking up is a lot harder. I'm not of the same opinion of those who are bug chasers, or those guys who chose to not take their meds if they're poz, but having HIV is not the most glamorous of fates for anyone. And to be honest I can forgive accidental exposure, or if the guy didn't know he had it while infecting others, but that sick shit bragged about it in his texts. It may not look like it to you, but he ruined those guys lives, and I for one think that California, while the reform is well-intentioned, needs to have safeguards for sick fucks like the one in the UK.

As soon as I finish this side story, I'll be going back to the other story. Glad everyone is enjoying the story so far. --- Part 3- Without realizing it, I held my breath, waiting for Garrett’s massive cock to enter my hole. “Damn boy, even with stretching this tight boy pussy, it doesn’t want to give,” he said, pulling out the brown bottle from before from piled up towel. Opening it, he took a couple deep sniffs before handing it to me. “Here, sniff these.” Instantly, I knew them to be poppers. Countless porn videos and online stores had taught me about them. I took several deep hits. Moments later, I felt a warmth spread throughout my body. I let out a deep sigh and handed the bottle back to Garrett, and watch as he closed it back up, tossing it beside me before stepping back up to my hole. My heart began to race as I felt the head of his massive cock press against my hole. Pulling out the cigar from his mouth for a moment, he hocked up a large gob of spit and began to rub it around on my hole with the head of his dick. He began to press harder and harder again. I was worried that I would never be able to take his cock when finally my hole relaxed and his thick meat slid deep inside me. I about screamed out at the intrusion and stretching of my ass muscles when Garrett pulled me close and began to tongue-fuck my mouth, distracting me as he slid the rest of the way in. It seemed like it took forever, but finally, I felt his large bull balls bounce against my ass as his dense forest of pubes began to rub against my ass cheeks. “Fuck yeah boy, deep in you now. Doin’ ok?” he asked, pulling away and ending our kiss. “Oh god… yes!” was my only reply. I had loved the feeling of his tongue and fingers probing my ass, but with his huge dick inside me, I felt a deep feeling of lust spreading out from deep inside me. Even with the pain and uncomfortable stretching of my asshole, and the deep ache of his thick member rearranging my guts, I knew I would never want to be without Garrett’s thick cock up my hole. Until he began to start fucking me. Slowly, he began to pull out until only his massive cock head was left inside me, pressing slightly against my prostate, only to be shoved back in again, stroking the swollen gland inside me. We both began to grunt as Garrett began to pick up his pace. I began to adjust to the new sensations of being fucked and filled my ass opening up under the steady assault and its lips clinging to his shaft as he pulled back out again. I moaned loudly as he increased his pace more, slamming me harder. I let out a whimper in appreciation. Suddenly I felt a weird sensation in my ass and Garrett suddenly stopped thrusting into me. “SHIT!” he growled out loud, as he slowly began to pull out of me. Confused, I looked at him, trying to figure out why he stopped. “Condom broke dude,” he said, starting to work his cock head out of my hole. “Don’t!” I almost yelled, wanting him to continue to fuck and stretch my ass out. I didn't want the fun to stop now, just when I was getting into the hard fucking he was giving me. “Gotta dude,” he said, pointing to one of the tattoos on his chest, “Don’t think you're ready to take a load like mine.” “What do you mean?” I said, still confused, looking at the large scorpion on his peck. “HIV positive, bud,” he said, now out of my hole. I felt empty. I didn’t want to stop. His cock felt amazing. And in my sex-filled haze, I made up my mind. “Fuck… Don’t care. Give it to me man! Fill my ass up with your cum!” I gasped out, my voice expressing my need. I had read about guys getting intentionally pozzed online, but even in my curiosity, had never understood why they would do it until now. I needed this hulk of a man’s load inside me. Now. “Shit, boy!” Garrett said, pulling off the tattered remains of the condom from his dick, “You sure? I'm fucking toxic. And like I said before, once I get back in you, I’m not pulling out.” “Please cum in my hole sir,” I said, lifting my ass even higher in anticipation. Shoving my ass down, Garrett took a deep draw on his half-smoked cigar. “Turn around, cumslut,” he said rubbing his cock before stepping back up to the bed, “I want to make sure to plant this load nice and deep up your neg cunt so it takes.” Getting on my hands and knees, I let out a loud groan as Garrett slammed deep into my hole. He continued to rape my ass, blowing his smoke at the back of my head, enveloping me in a haze of thick cigar smoke. Not even an hour ago the most I had done with a guy was a shy kiss in the 6th grade, and now I was riding a massive poz daddy dick and loving every second. “That’s right, slam back on my diseased prick,” he said, grabbing both of my hips, helping me slam even harder back into his strokes. Both of us continued to fuck hard, my hole taking the abuse with gusto. Grabbing my chin, we started to kiss again. Sweat dripped off of both of us, and I began to notice the musky scent of Garrett. It was a smell that only a true man could make, and it made my 18-year old brain swim. “I’m gonna cum in you boy,” Garrett groaned, pulling away from me again and going back to slamming my hole. “Don’t stop,” I moan, “Please. Please don’t stop.” “Last chance boy,” he said, his thrusts becoming irregular, “You sure you want to take my poz load?” “Give it to me!” I yelled in reply. “You got it, baby,” he said in reply, and even though I didn’t think it possible, bucked even harder, grabbing my shoulders with both hands. Sweat dripped from his head and chest as we fucked. In my hole, there was no longer any pain, having now opened completed and taking his cock like a proper bottom boyhood should. “Fuck, knew you were gonna have a sexy fucking hole the second I saw you walk into that locker room,” Garrett said as he continued to pound my ass relentlessly, “But the fact it was a cherry hole made things even better. And now I get to take your poz cherry as well. You ready boy? Ready to take the load that will change your life forever?” “Oh shhhh-it, infect my hole. Fuck that dirty load deep into me! Poz me!” “You're getting it fucker,” and with that Garrett slammed deep into me one last time and shot ropes of cum inside me. I felt every shot of hot liquid into my hole and I was instantly filled with an entirely new sort of warmth. It suddenly became too much for me, and despite not touching myself during the entire ordeal, I began to shoot what felt like my largest load ever. After a long time, Garrett’s cock finally softened and he let it slip from my now loose and dripping ass. I felt a swift slap on my ass, and instinctively my hole tightened up slightly. “How was that, boy?” he asked while puffing contently on the nearly spent cigar. “Holy shit…” I said, rolling on to my back and letting my head fall back, “That was so amazing. I’ve never shot a load like that before!” Crawling on to the bed next to me, he leaned down and kissed me, blowing his smoke into my face again. "How are you feeling about taking my toxic load?" Looking down, he stared down and my quickly re-hardening cock. The talk of his poz cum swimming around inside me was exciting me. “Damn, fucker,” he said, reaching down and grasping my dick at the base, “I guess you want more. I would have thought after a hard fucking like that for your first time you would be down for the count.” Biting my lower lip, I smiled and blushed slightly. “Actually, I’m even hornier than I was when we started.” “Well, shit,” he said, surprise in his voice, “Since you seem up to taking any load up your ass, you want me to find a few more guys to fill you up?” I hesitated for only a moment when pondering his offer, but then I felt a small glob of his thick bug-filled cum make its way out of my gaping cunt, and my mind was made up. “Yes, please.” “Well bitch, since you were such a polite piggy about it, let’s go find something to really break in that new hole of yours.”

In actual fact the chances of getting HIV from a guy who is undetectable are so close to zero as to be negligible: undetectable is below 20 to 70 copies of virus per millilitre (the number varies according to the age of the lab equipment, so it's a local thing), whereas the lowest VL reckoned to be infectious is 1000. Yes, I know there's been a story here about someone getting HIV from a guy with a VL around 400, but until I see evidence, it's just another internet story. On the PARTNERS study, looking at serodiscordant couples, their definition of undetectable has remained at 200 because that's what undetectable was when the study started. In the rare instances of someone getting HIV on that study, there's always been a third (or fourth or fifth...) person with uncontrolled HIV involved. But all the above relies on the poz guy's adherence to his meds, which is why PrEP is such a damn good thing: it gives you control of your health. Whatever else you might catch, the can be all but certain that you won't get HIV. While the guy in Canada who got HIV while adherent to truvada was extremely unlucky, it was bound to happen sooner or later: the good news is that HIV that is resistant to both tenofovir and emtricitabine is incredibly rare: most poz guys who move off truvada do so because of the rare side-effects, which we're much more prone to than HIV- guys.

Part 2 I expected Derek to avoid me for awhile, maybe quit working in the office, perhaps even pack up and move out. After his disappearing act that night, nothing would have surprised me except for what happened. The next afternoon, only a few minutes after his usually scheduled shift was to begin, in walked Derek, apologizing for his tardiness, explaining that he got no sleep last night, barely made it to his classes and was so fucking horny after last night that he didn’t hear a single thing any of his professors had said. I laughed and explained that it was the tina that made him so wired and horny. “That shit is awesome!” He said as he stripped off his jacket and backpack. “Not to mention those fucking hot girls you had over. That was the most amazing night ever!” Not quite believing my ears, I asked him how he felt about everything that went down, and he surprised me again by repeating all of his favorite moments, conveniently leaving out anything involving me and him. So he’d decided to ignore that part eh? Well that was fine with me. Denial would keep him from admitting what I was doing to him until it was too late. By the next time I saw him, he’d had a couple days to cool off, and seemed more embarrassed by what had gone on. So much so that he almost begged out of using the office for his jerk session that weekend until I told him I’d sent the link to his paysite to Lana and Lois and they both wanted to watch. Reluctantly he agreed, but his performance that night was his hottest yet, possibly because of the videos I kept sending him of Lana’s face between Lois’ legs. He never knew I was behind the camera, assuming the girl were filming it all themselves. He kept trying to get them to agree to another bang session, but backed down when they insisted they’d only do it with more tina. While I could tell he was itching for more of the same fun, he resigned himself to jerking on his pay site a few more times that weekend and once during the week. My plan was too successful suddenly, as Derek made so much during his frustrated jerk sessions that he didn’t need to do any for almost a month, only popping back on after he got an email requesting a private show from Lana. When I (under Lana’s screenname) asked him when we could party again, he explained that he couldn’t risk his grades by getting high and missing any classes, especially with finals approaching. It was a conundrum for sure, until I realized that finals would be followed by summer break. The next day when Derek showed for work, I asked him what he had planned for the holidays, to which he shrugged and told me he usually spent most of the 10 weeks off as a counselor, helping high/middle schoolers improve their game. Telling him how much fun it sounded like, I asked him where he planned to live after he got back, and he laughed, and responed “well here, of course.” “Oh so you wanted to renew your lease?” I asked him, trying to sound unaware of his desire to stay in the apartment. He nodded yes, playing right into my hands. “Damn I wish you’d told me that a few months back. I wanted to do some refreshing of some of the apartments that will be unused for the summer, and I ordered the fixtures and carpet at stuff weeks ago and I got stuff for your apartment too. I should also mention that I was planning to raise the rent a few hundred a month, maybe even double it.” “Shit, pardon my french, but where will I find a place to stay this late in the game?” Derek’s voice got worried. “Everyone who is coming back for next year has already signed leases and tied down any place I could afford.” “I’m sorry Derek,” I lied. “Maybe if you get a good-enough paying summer job you can save up enough to live there again. How much does the camp pay?” “Almost nothing, just room, board and a little extra for our travel. Besides, I’d need a miracle to save up enough for tuition and double the rent.” Derek was frantic, almost in tears. “Please Mr. E, isn’t there some way I can stay in that apartment at the same rent? Or something I can do to work it down to where I can afford it.” “Well, I was going to hire a couple guys to help me with the cosmetic stuff,” I offered, hoping Derek couldn’t hear the smirk in my voice. “If you want, you could work for me this summer, painting the apartments, ripping old cabinets and carpeting, installing new lights in the hallways and bedrooms, etc. That way I only have to hire professionals for the plumbing, electrical stuff, but it’d mean missing out on your camp.” “Not a problem sir,” Derek jumped at the chance to save himself from returning to working 2 jobs on top of a full time class load. “But where will I stay while we rip up my place and they redo it?” “Well if it isn’t too odd for you, you are welcome to bunk in my second bedroom,” my voice almost gave me away as I explained my idea, but Derek didn’t catch on. “It wouldn’t be all summer, and once we were finished in your apartment, you’d be free to move back in there, with all new cabinets, bath fixtures and appliances. Between the discount I’d give you for helping out, the money you’ll make, and some extra cash from your online shows, you should have enough saved to stay there until you graduate and cover you tuition for at least a semester or two.” “Are you sure it isn’t too much of an imposition sir?” Derek asked, always so polite in spite of his obvious doubts about staying with me. “Not at all Derek,” I put my arm around him and led him down to my apartment to show him the room. “The other room is so far from mine that it’s practically a separate place. Besides I’d prefer giving you the money as opposed to some guy off the street.” After seeing how nice my second bedroom was, with its attached bath, walk-in closet and balcony over-looking the pool, Derek couldn’t help himself and agreed to move in the next Friday after his last final. The week flew by, with me busying myself with the instillation of cameras all over my apartment and “Lana” constantly emailing Derek to see if he’d be able to get together after finals before she went on vacation with her “parents.” In actuality Lana and Lois were booked by an older gentleman friend of mine to spend a few weeks on his yacht getting high and gang-banged the entire time. Still, I knew she’d be free for one last night of partying so I called her up as soon as Derek agreed to meet up with her that Friday after he finished moving in. From my laptop in my private office, I watched every hidden camera angle of Derek’s muscular body as he hauled his final loads into his temporary digs, before texting Lana to go ahead and give Derek some bad news. I watched the screen as he answered and got a disappointed look on his face at something she said. “Well isn’t there anywhere else we can do it?” He asked her, listening to her respond before talking again. “No we can’t do it here. I am staying with Mr. E while we remodel my place, and I’d feel bad asking him if I could have you over on my first night.” More listening. “No please don’t ask him, I—Lana I’m not sure he’d--- No, please, I- Hello? Lana?” My phone buzzed with a text from Lana, telling me he’d fallen for it and thought she was asking me if she could stop by and play at that very moment. I watched as he paced on camera and finally tossed himself on the bed. His phone buzzed a moment later and he seemed happy at the response. Jumping up, he unearthed a towel from his bags and stripped naked, making his way into the bathroom to shower. My cock stiffened knowing he had just seen a text from Lana explaining that I was cool with it, and Lois was actually planning to come by after her last final too, so they’d be welcome to join the two of us for some partying. Whether he was reluctant to party again or not, he certainly showed no sign of it while stroking his stiff, soapy meat in my shower, working his way to a nice big load. Derek walked out of the bathroom just as I knocked on his bedroom door and told him to come out and join me for a drink before the girls arrived. Moments later he appeared in my living room wearing a loose pair of board shorts and a tee shirt, and took a drink from my hand. He might have sipped on the strong drink if I hadn’t turned off the air, and shut the windows. Instead he gulped while pretending to ignore the porn I had playing on my huge flat screen. Taking a seat on the opposite end of the couch from me, I asked him if he’d gotten settled and we chatted for awhile before Derek’s phone buzzed, right on cue. “Lana says Lois’ car broke down on campus and she has to wait with her for the tow truck so their gonna be kinda late,” Derek read, swallowing the last of his drink. “guess it’s just us for awhile.” “No problem,” I said as I refilled Derek’s glass. “just means I don’t have to be so uncomfortable.” With that I unbuttoned my shirt and peeled it off, leaving me in only my own khaki shorts and sandals. Derek was sweating now and obviously considering joining me. I almost told him to join me, when he made up his mind, set down his glass and stood to remove his shirt. It was obvious all he was wearing now were the shorts, which rode low as he sat back down. “Fuck it is hot in here,” I said, trying to make him more comfortable about his choice. It worked, getting him to spread him legs and lean back a little. “Guess we should get this party started.” “Um, I’m good thanks.” Derek said as I pulled out my pipe and a baggie of tina. “You sure bro?” I continued loading the bowl, ignoring his protest. “You know Lana will want to smoke when she gets here and I’d hate for you to embarrass yourself like last time.” “What do you mean?” Derek said, taking another gulp from his glass. “Just thought you’d want to seem like you could handle yourself this time, and show Lana you weren’t a stick in the mud is all,” My round about way of saying he was boring her. “I probably shouldn’t tell you this but she told me after you left that she thought you were a virgin, or maybe even… never mind.” “What?” His eyes grew wide and he pulled at the cuff of his shorts. “Tell me what she said.” “She… she wondered if you were kinda…gay.” I spit it out like I was disgusted by the thought. “The way you freaked whenever we came in contact and wouldn’t smoke around me, she thought you might be insecure about your sexuality. It didn’t help that you couldn’t light the pipe without my help. Lois even mentioned something about it when they were leaving the next morning.” “I’m no virgin and I’m definitely not queer,” Derek almost shouted, finishing his second drink and refilling it himself. “I just never smoked before.” “Want me to show you how so you can hit it for real when they arrive?” Derek nodded the affirmative and I motioned for him to come back to the couch, patting the seat next to me. Only inches from his sweet-smelling sweaty torso, I got hard watching him light the torch, and slowly melt the crystals, while my eyes drifted down to the head of his cock peaking from his shorts, which had ridden up when he sat. Once the bowl clouded over, I told him to put the pipe to his lips and slowly inhale. He breathed in a medium size puff before coughing and almost dropping the bowl. I grabbed it from him and laughed, which only made him mad. “Just show me how you do it okay?” He barked, before catching himself. “I mean… please.” Lighting the torch I took a perfect giant hit and blew it towards the tv. Handing him the pipe I lit it for him this time and coached him on how hard to inhale and how long. That time the hit was bigger and he only coughed once. Taking the pipe again, I suggested he take a shotgun from me, and reminded him to act like it was nothing so the girls didn’t think he was freaked by another guy. The logic was backwards but he fell for it as I slowly pressed my lips to his and filled his lungs with crystal clouds. I encouraged him to do the same for me, and he thrilled me by pressing his lips harder to mine that time, not pulling away when it ended in a small kiss. Not wanting to press my luck, I said he was doing well and we smoked without shotgunning, so I could check how big his clouds were. We finished the first bowl quickly and I loaded another, bigger bowl immediately, subtly implying that he was lucky I felt generous that night. We were thoroughly tweaked when Lana and Lois arrived, and all our inhibitions were gone. We spent the next few hours taking turns smoking and tagging the girls, Derek purposefully making sure that each of them saw him hit the pipe and shot gun with me a few times. Before I knew it, both of us had cum in our respective ‘date’ and Derek was so hot he ran off to hop in the shower. While they were gone, I slipped Lois the bag I owed her for that night and the girls got dressed and left. “Where’d they go?” Derek lamented reappearing from his bathroom in nothing but a pair of briefs, his hard cock pushing out the waist band. “They needed to pack for their trips and told me to tell you they might stop back by in a couple hours on their way to the airport.” I handed him the pipe as he sat next to me and we smoked and watched porn. Pretty soon we were both jerking off, me in the open, him through the fly of his calvins. “What’s that around you dick?” Derek nodded to the cock ring and ball separator I had put on earlier. I showed him the apparatus and asked if he wanted to try one on. He smiled and said yes, but was stymied when I thrust my hard on towards him and told him to get it off me and put it on himself. He blushed and looked up at me like I was nuts until I got frustrated. “Jesus Derek it is a dick not a rocket launcher,” I said, grabbing his hand and placing it on the snaps at the base of the ring. “Fucking sack up and help me get it off already.” He jumped into action, pulling and twisting the device in attempt to release my meat from it, before finally taking my cock in one hand, and pulling it off with the other. Feeling his hand stroke my slick dick accidentally as he pulled it free, I almost covered him in a cum load right then, but I knew the liquor was all but gone from his system by then and he might tweak out if I didn’t plan this next part just right. Holding in my load, I sat back down and watched amused as he tried to figure out how to put the ring on his own manhood. “Damn you’re helpless,” I said as I reached out, pulled him to standing in front of me, and ripped down his undies. Taking the ring from his hand I manipulated his cock and balls into it with as many “inadvertent” strokes as I could get away with. His dick was leaking like mad and I was happy his eyes were glued shut so I could open my mouth and catch a big glob of his juice on my tongue right as it dripped off his head. Smacking his ass, I told him he was done and pushed him back into his seat. He sat stunned for a moment, while I complimented him on how good he looked in it. “Really?” He asked me, finally gaining enough control to take his cock again and play with it. “Doesn’t it look kinda…gay?” “No way bro, lots of guys wear them, just look at the tv,” I said, pointing out a few of the porn stars waiting to gang bang the girl on the screen. “Most straight porn stars wear rings and fancy undies and even use toys in their butts once in awhile. It’s only gay if you wish it was a dick up there.” We both laughed at that and returned to stroking. When I was sure Derek could see me doing it, I took some lube from the table, covered my middle finger in it and worked it up into my hole. A few minutes later I added another before saying ‘fuck it!’ and pulling out my bag from next to the couch and dumping out a couple small vibrating plugs on the table. Taking the smallest one, I lubed it up, turned it on and pushed it slowly into my hole, all while Derek sat staring at my performance. “Try one,” I encourage him while jerking my dick. “I saw when Lana stuck her finger in your ass before” as I had told her to “and I know that you came in her only a few minutes later, so I know you liked it. Just try one dude.” “No way man,” Derek demurred. “Most I have ever had up there is a finger, and even then only when some girl caught me off guard.” “well then try a finger when you’re prepared,” I said, handing him a bottle of lube laced with tina. “This stuff is warming lube to help relax you and I promise no one will ever know. Go ahead…unless you’re worried about liking it so much you turn into a fag.” We laughed and he snatched the lube, squeezing out twice what he needed onto his middle and pointer fingers. As if he was dared, he threw his legs back so I could see and pushed them into his hole until they were all the way in, smiling at me like nothing was wrong. Still I could tell the burning from the laced lube had him rethinking his decision, so I complimented him. “Damn man, you must have balls of steel to take two fingers your first time,” stroking his ego with my admiration stopped him from pulling them out. “I bet that burns like a bitch right now, but with your tolerance for pain you could probably take a third finger once the sting wears off in a minute.” Sure enough a few minutes later, once he’d readjusted so he was facing the tv again, I watched as he added a third finger to his whole. When that seemed alright, I saw him begin to thrust them in and out, and could tell that was counteracting the tina-dick he was fighting. When his eyes drifted to the plugs on the table, I excused myself to the bathroom for a piss and instead ran to the bedroom to watch on my laptop as he grabbed the smaller of the two plugs I’d left on the table and worked it into his hole. Pounding away at his ass and stroking his dick he was still too high to get off. I walked back in just as he removed the smaller plug and was sitting on the bigger one. This fat rubber dong was more penis shaped than the last two but still ambiguous enough to keep him from feeling gay. Right as he managed to sit all the way down, I announced my presence with an offer to load one last free bowl. “What do you mean ‘last free bowl?’” He inquired, pretending he was just sitting on the table, not giving away the fact that 6 inches of black rubber were now inside him, stretching out his sphincter. “This shit is expensive man,” I said before shot-gunning a hit into his mouth. “I can’t keep smoking you out without you paying for any of it now can I? I am happy to provide sometimes, but how will I make money at it if I give it all away.” “Make money…so you sell this stuff?” Derek’s eyes were focused on the pipe that I held just out of reach. “Is that a problem?” He shook his head no. “Good then you can buy some for the next bowl.” “How do I do that?” Derek said, his dick now totally soft. “Well do you have any cash right now?” I asked, pulling out my phone. “Cause I can call my supplier and get some but I’ll either need to get some cash from you or take it from my sales and deduct it from what I was gonna pay you this week.” “I have like 20 bucks, what will that get me?” Derek asked, his cock shriveled to almost nothing, but his ass still hungry for the plug. “Almost nothing,” I kept lying to get him where I needed him to be. “but I will pull some of what I was gonna pay you and we can figure that out later. In the mean time, have another drink and I’ll get my dude to stop over with some for you.” Within 30 mins, Derek was hard again and working the plug in his hole, unaware that I’d slipped from g and a crushed tab of Viagra into his glass. He was so into stroking his cock that he didn’t realize I had company until I walked in with Matt, one of the boys who sold for me. “This is Matt,” I introduced them while Derek tried futilely to cover his hard on. “He is my supplier. Here’s your money Matty.” I handed Matt a folded up stack of $100 bills that he’d handed to me only moments before when we met out in the hall. Matt knew I didn’t want Derek to know that I was the real head of the operation, so he agreed to pretend to be my supplier. He also didn’t mind checking out the straight boy on my couch. Matt may have looked straight at almost 6’5”, with ripped muscular arms and pecs, tanned skin and some gang tats on his body, but really he was a bottom through and through, who sold to half the thugs in the county and occasionally let them get some for free if they would breed him with their thick black dicks. “Thanks bro, here’s your goods.” He handed me a small bag. “You can have some more if you let me jack off your boy here.” “Sorry bro, he’s straight like me,” I said, motioning for Derek to sit down since he had almost bolted when Matt suggested taking him into hand. “But you can watch me jerk it for a little extra if you want.” “Sounds good man,” Matt said, following me down the hall to my room. Once we shut the door, I wasted no time spinning matt around, bending him over my dresser, whipping out my stiff cock and reaming his hole bare. I shot deep inside in a few minutes which made him shoot all over the wood. “So I thought you said you didn’t fuck the help?” Matt whispered while pulling his pants up. “This guy must have you going fucking nuts to make you go to all this trouble and break your own rule. I hope he plays hard to get cause I would love to have you fuck me like that all the time.” I laughed and we traded the money again and I handed him a much bigger bag of goods, actually worth the amount he was paying me. We walked back out past Derek, who tossed a throw pillow over his crotch as Matt left, and I thanked Matt at the door for the help. Returning to the room, Derek asked me if I really let Matt watch me jerk off for party goods and I told him yes, before tossing him the small bag of goodies I owed him. “If you want I can give him your number,” I said as Derek frantically tried to load a bowl. “He might give you some freebies if you let him watch you do a show online.” “Yeah right man, I make 300-400 a session doing one of those,” Derek said as he fumbled to hit the pipe. “That’s about what that baggy in your hands cost,” I said pointing to the $40 or 50 worth he held in his hands. “He’d probably front you a bag half that size for a simple jack off video.” Derek hit the pipe and we smoke in silence, with him stroking his meat and his mind pondering the idea of selling jerk off videos for drugs. Finally the combo of the plug, his strokes and the tina was getting to him and he shot all over his chest, up onto his neck and even hitting his cheek. As he collapsed back onto the couch and caught his breath, I asked again if I could give Matt his number, and he nodded yes. Part 3 Over the next few days Derek and I worked side by side ripping up carpet, tearing out cabinets and removing old hollow core doors from the apartments. At night, we declined from partying for a day or two after both of us “ran out” of favors. But by Wednesday, Lana was sending Derek shots of her masturbating and sexy emails (per my instruction) and asked him to send some back of him smoking and jerking off. Coincidentally only a few minutes after Derek told lana he didn’t have the cash to buy any more tina, “Matt” texted him and asked if he’d consider jerking off in exchange for more. Watching the video stream from his room, I stroked my cock as Derek gave in and agreed, sending Matt (aka me on a burner phone) the link to a live site. Sneaking upstairs into the office, Derek was almost silent, not realizing I was aware of his actions the whole time. That night I watched and instructed Derek in every move of his hand and thrust of his fingers into his tight hole until he splashed cum all over himself. By the time he’d cleaned up and got back to the apartment, I was sitting in the living room with a fresh baggie from “Matt” for him. We stayed up all night that night, smoking and jerking, Derek sending photos of himself puffing and pounding his pud to Lana, who sent them right back to me. By the next morning we’d smoked it all and Derek had ridden the 6 inch plug to orgasm twice. This time it only took two days before Derek texted “Matt” and wanted to trade again. “Matt” suggested this time that he deliver the sack first and Derek make a home movie jerking off and playing with his ass, so Matt could watch it later. Derek agreed and while he went out for a swim, Matt must have stopped by because I was waiting in the living room with another sack of favors. This time we matched bowls, and I showed Derek how to use the video camera feature on my phone to make a video. Derek excused himself to his room this time and made a nasty video, riding his fingers and the 6 inch plug while wearing the cock ring, before shooting all over his bedspread. The next day I gave Derek his first payment, minus the 300 I supposedly paid for his first sack. He handed it right back and asked me to get him more favors and went out and found a girl at a bar, brought her back and had me film him while he fucked her all over the apartment and even took her down to the pool for a midnight ass fuck. After his newest sack ran out, she pretended to get a call and high-tailed it out the door. Broke, higher than fuck and hard, he texted “Matt” who told him this time if he wanted to get more favors, he’d have to get Mr. E to jerk off with him, and they’d have to stroke each other. I returned to the living room just as Derek read the text and got very upset. I asked him what was the matter. “He wants us to spank it together,” Derek said, blushing hard. “Otherwise he won’t give me anymore favors.” “I dunno Derek,” I feigned discomfort. “I don’t think I am down to do that without a chick here. Seems kinda gay.” “Yeah Mr. E, you’re right,” Derek responded. “Guess we can’t win them all.” Derek went back to room and tried for the next two hours to jerk off while watching old porn on his shitty computer but finally passed out still hard, never getting to cum. A few days passed and Derek kept texting and asking for more favors, asking if there was anything else he could do to get more, but “Matt” held firm. Finally after an especially rough day ripping out the old vanity in one of the bigger apartments, Derek received a text from Lana telling him she’d be back that weekend and wanted to get high and let him fuck her all weekend long. It took less than a minute for him to approach me and ask if I had any favors to share. “Nah sorry Derek,” I said, lying through my teeth while feeling the large bag of favors in my pockets. “Then will you front me my paycheck?” Derek asked hopefully. “I know I am not supposed to get another one from you for a few weeks but I really need to get more favors before Lana gets back in town.” “I wish I could Derek,” Lying again. “But until the next rent due date I am running low on funds, what with paying the contractor, plumber and electrician this week.” “Then please Mr. E, Sir,” He swallowed, gathering up his courage. “Please make the jerk off video with me. I know it seems kinda screwed up, pardon the language, but if you want you can just lay back and I’ll jerk you off and we can negotiate with Matt and get some favors for this weekend.” “I don’t think I can Derek,” I was already hard at the prospect. ”It’s too gay.” “It’s only gay if we like it,” Derek said, smiling. “Please Mr. E. I really, really need to smoke. Please.” “Alright Derek, I will do it for you. But you’d better make sure we get the stuff first and make sure Matt doesn’t want anything extra.” “Will do sir!” Derek ran back to his room and texted my burner. The deal was done. “Matt” would drop off some goodies while Derek worked out, and then he and I would make a jerk off video. A few hours later Derek returned from the work out room, sweaty and shirtless, his shorts hanging so low I could see the base of his cock as he dashed into his room to shower up. When he returned wearing tighty-whiteys and socks, I handed him a drink laced with a serious dose of ghb and Viagra, before pulling out the large bag of goodies and telling him I set up the camera in my bedroom so we’d be more comfortable. He reluctantly hopped onto the bed and his hands shook when I handed him the pipe, so I offered to light it for him. The glow of the torch hit his face and I could tell the ghb was taking effect, but there was something else I hadn’t expected. His eyes seemed full of fear, like he might run off before he was fully drugged. He opened his mouth to say something and I told him to inhale, just like the first night we got high together. As his lungs filled with smoke, I leaned in closer, until he started to exhale, and for the first time in weeks, he shotgunned the smoke into my mouth. This time I kissed him softly as the smoke passed to me. With the infusion of Tina in his system, the fear started to leave his eyes, and I handed him his cup and told him to finish it. Doing as he was told, I stood up and stripped off my tee shirt and shorts, my hard, dripping 8 inch cock springing out and hitting my tight fuzzy belly. “Finished,” He said, setting the cup on the bedside table. As he turned back towards me, I took advantage of his distracted mind and moved in so my cock brushed across his chest as I moved in to sit down. He flinched and tried to move away before realizing he was between my body and the wall on the bed and there was nowhere to go. I grabbed the remote and started the porn on my bedroom tv, and we both watched, our bodies stretched out with our shoulders and heads propped up on the pillows, as a lithe teen blonde took four men into bed and began sucking their cocks and fingering her pussy. Derek tried not to be too obvious as he fished out his hardening dick and stroked it, before remembering he was supposed to be jerking mine. He looked over at me in the darkened room and gingerly placed his fingers over my pulsing shaft. Mimicking his actions, but with more confidence, I too fingered his dick, but took it firm in my hand and began to stroke. “UUUUHNNN, fuck yes Mr. E.” Derek moaned, before stopping himself. “Sorry, I didn’t mean that.” “It’s okay Derek,” I whispered in his ear, using my other hand to press take his fingers and close them around my cock. “Now we better get to business if we want more favors.” We stroked each other hard now, both of us working the other, while moaning and grunting. After a few minutes I told Derek that Matt offered us twice as much tina if one of us would suck the other one in the video. “Would you like me to suck you Derek?” my lips almost pressed to his ear as I said it. He didn’t respond but closed his eyes, the ghb was now totally in control of him. I took my hand away from his cock and reached over and picked up the pipe, pressing it to his mouth. Lighting it, he inhaled as soon as I whispered “go.” Eyes still closed, I waited until he finished inhaling, then rolled over on top of him and French kissed him, sucking the clouds from his lungs and into mine. With his arms pinned under my knees on either side of him, I sat up a little and took another hit and blew it back into him. This time when I pulled away, he sat up a little, chasing my lips as if he wanted more. I smiled the smile of a victorious man and sank down to his crotch level, releasing him from my body weight and asked again. “Would you like me to suck you Derek?” Without waiting for his answered I swallowed his cock almost to the base, eliciting a moan and causing both of his hands to grab my hair and try to force me deeper. I deep throated him for a few minutes while my hands snuck under the blanket and brought out the laced lube. He gasped as my thick middle digit pierced his hole and burrowed deep into him. Something resembling the words “my butt’s burning” escaped his mouth but I only added more fingers until three were inside him. Thicker than his own fingers, three of mine were easily as thick as the plug he was now used to, but the plug didn’t spread and stretch the hole like my fingers were. A whimper and some leg action to push away from me told me Derek was trying to make an escape and I chortled at how pitiful his attempt was due to his drugged state of mind. Still I wasn’t a total ass, so I ripped my fingers from his hole, bringing him to a small scream, before, climbing back up his chest, re-pinning his arms beneath my thighs and slapping my cock against his mouth. His glassy eyes opened wide and he tried to turn his head, but I’d have none of that. “Your turn, Derek.” I said, sliding my cock head between his lips. “Come on now, I am doing this because you asked me to, so take my dick in your mouth, and no teeth.” “GmHpphrrmm” came out around my dick, and I freed it for a second to hear his final thoughts on the matter. “Getuff me, youkint dothiz. I dunt wantuh sukeur dick.” “Look at me Derek, Look at me!” I took my dick away, swung my hand down and smacked him just hard enough to bring him to full attention for a moment. His eyes met mine as I smiled and leaned closer. “You asked me to make this video with you, you practically begged. You even offered to do all the work just so you could get a fix. So now you’re going to do what you need to do to earn your baggy and you can relax and accept it and maybe have an okay time or you can fight me and try to get away and end up torn open and used like an old paper bag. It is up to you, but make no mistake. You will take my cock in your mouth and suck my dick and anything else I tell you to do or I will kick your ass to the curb, cut off your supply of goodies, and send the video of you smoking, stroking and stuffing your slutty ass to the dean, your parents and all of your old teammates. You’ll be kicked out of school, disowned, shunned, and you’re still going to end up sucking dick, mine or some other dealer’s. Now open wide if we understand one another.” “Fuck you faggot.” Derek said, on the verge of tears. Slamming the lids shut, he swallowed hard and opened his mouth. I straightened up again and moved my dick onto his virgin tongue, forcing it back into his throat. He gagged at first but I explained that he’d need to breathe through his nose when he could as I pushed it further and cut off his air supply. Thrashing and bucking his eyes popped open but he avoided using his teeth and did his best to take what I gave him. When he began to get the hang of it I reached back, took a large crystal from the bedside table and speared it up into Derek’s boyhole, eliciting a squeal from around my dick. I plugged it up with the same plug he’d been so fond of only days before, and gave his shriveled tina dick and jiggle as I returned my attention to throat fucking the fight out of him for another 5 minutes or so. Sufficiently satisfied that he’d gotten me to full mast and provided enough snot and slobber, I withdrew all the way and climbed off of him. Curling up, he coughed and whimpered, scooting himself towards the head of the bed and mumbling something like wudyaduduma as he went. “What did I do to you?” He nodded and reached to remove the plug, but my hand was faster and I pinned his wrist and shook my head in disapproval. “You’ll want that where it is for now, trust me. As for what I did, I gave you exactly what you wanted, the high of your life. Your drink was spiked with ghb, aka the date rape drug, and you downed it so fast I am amazed you didn’t pass out. What you should be asking is what do I have planned for you. That one is much more interesting, but I think I should show you instead of telling you.” I grabbed Derek’s toned legs and twisted until he had no choice but to flip onto his stomach. Pulling him by the ankles, I worked him toward me until his knees were off the mattress, before separating them with my own legs and climbing up between his toned smooth thighs. Reaching out I plucked the butt plug from its home in one foul swoop. Bucking in protest, I caught sight of Derek’s face in the mirror in my headboard and knew that he’d finally figured out what was coming. His hands shot out in front of him, wildly grasping the bedspread in hopes of pulling himself to safety, but without any traction from his legs, he was out of luck. Inching closer, my hands reached out to where the lube had been concealed and retrieved a steady cam remote. With the press of a button the TV screen switched over to a live feed from all the many cameras hidden around the bedroom and I scrolled through them until I found the one I wanted: a hidden camera in the alarm clock, angled just right to see Derek’s face. Animal instinct and primal fear were evident in his face, suggesting he’d given up the urge to fight and was now relying on flight to save him. Setting down the remote and spreading his ass cheeks with one hand, I clasped the other to his neck, immobilizing his movement just slightly, and turning the look on his face into a look of defeat. “No.” was the last coherent word I made out from him that night, when my massive cock head slid up against his sphincter and pressed in. Derek lost his ability to process language when the pressure got higher and my butt cheeks clenched, drawing my dick forward until it burst into Derek’s virgin hole. Adrenaline and pain combined to make his body seize forward, but only until it bounced against the mattress and sprung back, causing my cock to go further. Taking his ensuing screech as an invitation, I sunk my staff all the way in until my body was pressed tight to his own. Sobs rocked his chest when I felt my cock pierce a third pulsing ring, so the boy who’d done nothing but respect and obey me from day one was in pain and I was causing it. It was clear to me that I had to pull myself off, beg his forgiveness and fix what I’d done, but all of that was forgotten when I started to pull out and his asshole grasped my helmet and squeezed enticingly. I sunk back deeper still into his hole, and he gasped, then sobbed again. With all my will power I managed to pull out almost half way before a different muscle gripped and wouldn’t let me out. Accordingly I slammed back in again, followed by a bigger gasp and quieter sobs. Finally I speedily reared back until I was almost free, this time his outer hole closing tight, locking my bulbous cockhead inside. Not one to argue with physiology I figured that whatever his mind had to tell itself about hating what was happening, his butt was not about to let it stop. Pumping slowly at first then faster, I worked myself up until I was truly fucking the former virgin beneath my roaring form. Glancing up I saw that Derek’s face was no longer contorted in pain as it had been upon my initial entry, but the tv now showed it to be conflicted, upset but intrigued. Scooting back until my feet touched the ground, while pulling his semi-conscious form along, I repositioned myself and spun him around until he was on his back, my cock never leaving his bowels. Sure enough, he was as hard as I was, maybe harder and pulsing along with no help from his or my hand. Arms limp above him and tear streaked head rolling from side to side I resumed my pounding, now faster and deeper with his legs over my forearms. He suddenly came to life and moved his arms to my chest to push me away. Beating against my hairy pecs with all the strength his drugged body could muster, he moaned and sucked in breath, until his eyes popped open, his abs tightened and his ass milked me like nothing I’d ever felt. Unable to speak, I shot my gaze deep into his and grunted to warn that he was about to receive my sperm. Almost as if he understood me, he nodded once, then his hands, which had been fighting me off, reached out and grabbed my hips and my neck, pulling me in deeper on each thrust. Before I could impregnate my straight victim, his neck arched, his chest puffed up and his untouched cock began to shoot all over both of us, soaking my furry chin, chest and abs, as well as his smooth lips, nose, adam’s apple, and down to his belly button. This was exactly what I had hoped for the first day we met, except for one final thing. Then suddenly it was complete. My uretha swelled and opened as I shot stream after stream of hot meth-laced semen so deep in his ass that it might still be there. Counting when I watched the video later, it looks from the outside like I shot at least 12 hard shots and another 15 or so medium sized spurts before my balls gave out and I collapsed onto Derek’s delirious body. When I came to a few minutes later, Derek was also just regaining consciousness and mumbling. When both of our eyes focused and he realized it was really happening, he shook his head for a second, then closed his eyes, turned his head away from me, and squeezed my cock with his hole. “More huh?” I asked, my hoarse voice full of lust. His hands reached down and squeezed my ass cheeks then fell to his sides. His will was broken and his ass was mine. I shot another load in him before I ever pulled out, and managed another two loads, one in his throat and one both on his asshole and inside it, before the drugs completely wore off. He came once more, in the shower, while crying, after I dumped him there once I was done. When he was sober enough to get out, he locked himself in his room with his party favors, the plug I left inside him to keep my loads in, and a copy of the video we’d just made. Over the next few hours he smoked the last of the tina and tried not to freak out. Watching via the hidden cams, I saw as he texted Lana, receiving no response, before struggling and finally taking his phone and texting someone else. Hearing a buzz I looked over and saw “Matt’s” phone had a new message. It said: ‘have vid u requested. should b worth 2x what u gave me or more. If u like it enuf I can make sequel.’ Attached was a clip from the video of me sucking Derek’s dick and another clip of me pounding his hole Typing furiously I responded: ‘If ur willing 2 do that, maybe we can work it out so u never have 2 pay. I have friends 4 u 2 meet and service.’ Watching the camera, I saw him start to work the plug in his ass. Reading the response, he took a deep breath and typed back: ‘Whatever u want but I need more stuf asap. I want 2 be so hi I dont remember what I did 2day.’ My smile widened and I picked up the pipe and a bottle of g off the table before responding: ’ever been 2 rest stop on hwy 85? Its worth 3x as much if I can c u with other guys there.’ ‘just tell me when n where 2 go. I need 2 get hi now.’ The end of part 3

Here's Part II of at least III... My boy and I sat sipping our cocktails as if nothing was out of the ordinary. In truth, we were about to be 'auditioned' for participation in the Bare Fuck Club. Two strangers were coming over to see if we had what it takes to become members. In the days leading up to this, my boy sprung wood every time I brought it up. I had fucked him hard as he begged for my load, telling me how much I was going to love watch other guys breed him. So, there we sat, eager and waiting. I suspected one or both of these guys might try to fuck my boy, or me, or both of us. Right on time, the doorbell rang, and my boy jumped up to answer. He threw open the door and his jaw dropped as he stared at the strangers on our porch. The older of the two men extended his hand and introduced himself. “I'm Brent, and this is Sam. We're here to speak to you about membership in our club.” My boy nodded silently and invited them in. Brent was about 6'-2”, probably early 50s, with salt-and-pepper greying temples, dark brown hair and eyes, and a powerful frame barely contained in a well-tailored three-piece suit. Sam was mid-20s, and very butch, with buzzed dirty blond hair and a closely-trimmed beard. He was wearing tight jeans tucked into shiny black boots with a nice collared shirt and a blazer. We sat them down on the sofa and offered them a drink. While my boy excused himself to mix two Manhattans, Brent started telling me about the Club. “A bunch of guys have been getting together regularly for over ten years now. We've been inducting new members as guys move on or get too sick to play. There might be ten guys at a meeting, or there might be twenty, depending on the season and their schedules.” My boy reappeared with the drinks. Brent went on. “The rules are simple. There are no tops or bottoms. Of course some guys mostly top, and some guys mostly bottom, but there's no getting away from taking a load every so often.” Sam took over the narrative, “Like me, for instance. I love fucking a cummy hole as much as the next guy, but how could I ever turn down Brent's load?” He chuckled. Their banter sort of reminded me of smooth-talking car salesmen, only really sexy and really dirty car salesmen. Brent opened his briefcase and took out two clipboards, handing one to Sam. Brent smiled at my boy and said, “I hear you've been taking Joe's loads?” My boy nervously cleared his throat. “Yes. That's right.” “You'll remember his tattoo. Some guys in our Club have their status plainly visible, but most do not.” “Um hmmm.” “And how long have you been taking raw loads?” My boy blushed and hesitated. Sam smiled and leaned forward, putting his hand on my boy's knee. “Look. If you guys want to join, you've got to be totally honest and upfront with each other... and with us...” My boy coughed a little and looked over at me. “Well, we've been together seven years. About three or four years ago, I hooked up with a friend while my boyfriend was out of town. I didn't tell him, and the secrecy made it hotter. I've probably fooled around with another guy every three months or so since then.” Brent made a notation on his clipboad, asking, “And did they all fuck you raw?” “Well, no, not at first. Okay, maybe every so often, I'd get caught up in the moment and let someone breed me.” Brent interrupted, “And how did that happen?” “Well, once, I let a guy take the condom off because he couldn't stay hard with it on.” Sam smiled, “Once?” “Well, more than once.” “And how did taking their loads behind your boyfriend's back make you feel?” “SO dirty... and so sexy.” “So you've taken, how many loads would you say in the past five years?” Brent asked. “Dozens. And I always felt guilty about it, but I was so hungry for cum I just couldn't stop.” Brent turned to me, asking, “And how did you find out that your boyfriend was cheating on you?” Now it was my turn to clear my throat. “I came home once early from a business trip, and saw my boy kissing a hot stranger on our porch as I drove up. I circled the block wondering what to make of what I had just seen. When I parked in the driveway, the guy's car was gone, and my boy was in the shower. I found opened condom wrappers in the bedroom trashcan. It sort of turned me on, so I got in the shower and fucked him.” “Bare?” Brent asked. “Yeah. We've always fucked bare.” “And you assumed you were the only guy fucking him bare?” “Well, yes...,” I started. Sam smiled saying, “Listen, anyone who will take one guy's raw load will take anyone's raw load.” He went on, “And you've cheated on your boyfriend too, am I right?” “Yeah, but only with condoms.” “Always?” “Well, almost always.” “Aha! Now we're getting somewhere!” Sam started making notes on his clipboard. “And how did that happen?” “Well, I travel a lot for work, and I was out of town for a month on a big project. One night in the hotel bar, this really cute frat boy somehow convinced me to buy him a drink. One drink turned into several as he told me about his girlfriend, and their problems. After the fourth or so beer, he somehow invited himself back to my room, and somehow, he wound up bouncing up and down on my dick. It all happened so fast.” “And did you breed him?” “I did breed him.” Sam made a note of that. Brent cross-examined me, “And how did you feel watching your boyfriend take Joe's cum?” “Fucking hot!” I smiled, adding "It was so sexy seeing him give over to his inner cumlust!” “Did it bother you that he hadn't told you about taking stranger's cum sooner?” “Well, maybe, but now it's out in the open.” “And are you prepared to see him take more cum?” I hesitated... “I think so...” “You've got to be sure,” Brent said, “for instance, would you be okay watching him take my load?” “And/or mine,” Sam interjected. “I would be okay with that,” I answered. Sam smiled at me and my boy, “Tonight?” “Any night,” I honestly responded. Brent wrote something down. “And would it bother you to know that one of us might be POZ?” “No,” I answered, remembering what Joe had said. “If my boy takes raw cock, he's going to get some POZ cum in his hole sooner or later.” Brent nodded and wrote that down. Sam asked my boy, “And would you be okay knowing your boyfriend might also take POZ cock?” My boyfriend nodded saying, “Yes. I've always fantasized about watching him bottom!” I had fantasized about that too, but I thought it so strange that we were having this conversation for the first time in front of two strangers, at least one of whom was likely to be POZ, and was also likely to fuck my boy bare that very night. It was Brent's turn to question me. “And would you also be okay taking POZ loads?” “Well, it's bound to happen sooner or later if we join the Club, so yeah. I think I could take a POZ load.” My boy seemed to let out a gasp of relief. Brent turned back to my boy saying, “And am I correct in assuming that you would also be alright with that?” “Oh fuck yes!” he said without hesitation. Sam noted my boy's response and adjusted the growing bulge in his jeans as he asked me, “So I know you've come to grips with your boy taking raw loads with you out of the picture, and Joe tells me you loved watching him take his load. How do you think you would feel getting fucked with your boy watching?” I thought for a moment before replying, “It would make me so hot.” Sam continued, “And what if you were both getting fucked at the same time?” “That would be great.” “What if he was getting fucked alone while you were unaware. Would that upset you?” “Not if I knew about it afterwards.” Brent asked my boy the same question. My boy grabbed my hand and responded right away, “I would love to know he was getting fucked and filled with cum, even if I wasn't there to see it.” He took my hand and thrust it into his crotch. Brent made note of that and spread his knees so that my boy and I could both see an impressive hard-on snaking down his left leg. Brent looked directly at my boy as he reached for his cock, stroking it through his trousers. “I think that wraps it up for the joint portion of tonight's audition.” He then looked at me, “I'd like to have a few minutes alone with your boy for the next line of questioning.” I agreed and my boy led Brent up the stairs to our bedroom... To be continued...

Wide open and relaxed. Technically, the best would be to clamp on outstrokes and relax totally on instrokes. But I've never met a bottom who could truly manage to do this except at very slow strokes and I always like to mix it up with mostly a fast, deep pace broken up with some downtempo strokes. I like to dump my load fully penetrated with the boy's outer sphincter clamping lightly near the cock base, but frankly sometimes this can be too intense and I'll need to pull out (which I obviously don't want to do). The best bottoms - like hungry_hole - knows to stop in time and loosen the grip and let my cock spasm inside until I've released the last few drops where it belongs.