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My name is not Jason but this is the story of how people became to know me as Jason. Throughout high school I did a little bit of cocaine too which never developed into a Problem. The thought of white lines to me at 19 only meant cocaine. So when Christian, a beautiful latino god with a 9inch dick from Grindr passed me two long lines of white powder I immediately inhaled them. The sex was phenomenal and I begged for him to breed me which he did twice that night. I loved what he had given me and made sure to hit him up again after that. The second time he came by told me he was bringing over some more goodies so I once again thought he was bringing his special coke. As I’m sucking Christians solid cock he pulls out a glass pipe and a torch. At first I thought it was crack, and well I’m a sheltered white boy and hardcore drugs weren’t my rodeo then. So I proudly told him “Oh I don’t do crack.” He laughed and started fingering my hole real deep as he whispered “Baby, this is the same stuff as before, its called ice… and its just in rock form. Its all good. Look Ill show you.’ The way he stretched my hole with his fingers as he told me this I just accepted the tutorial he was going to give me about how to hit the pipe and try “ice” Christian was a great teacher and after a few practice baby hits he coached me through a big one. Thats when he started lubing up his dick and lining it up against my hole. As soon as I caught my breath he forced in balls deep and started plowing my ass. I was loving how I felt as he went all the way back out with his big cock and then thrusted it back in again, while also being high out of my mind for the first time. After blasting his first load of the night in me he asked if I wanted more ice. I said of course, I was loving how I felt. While Christian was busy putting fresh crystal in the pipe I started using a dildo because suddenly all I wanted was for something to be stretching my ass open, whether it be cock or toy. When he was ready to start torching the pipe he looks over and sees my hungry hole getting opened up. Laughing he shotgunned some hits to me, gave me two of my own and then started trying to double stuff me with both a nice sized dildo (8.5inches”) and his big cock. The pain was too much for a few seconds so I pulled off him. I greedily helped myself to some more hits of the pipe and unscrewed a poppers bottle I had nearby. Taking a deep inhale of the poppers I told him he can start trying to get both cock and dildo inside me. After a bit of work he got them both in and started really opening my ass up. He had me screaming in ecstasy as he would rotate the dildo and start fucking me from other angles. Eventually he came deep inside my ass and came in to kiss me after. As we were kissing I realized I didn’t know this man who just wrecked my pussys name. I asked him and He gave me his but when he asked me mine I refused to give him my real name. I couldn’t, especially as I was leaking his cum and hadnt asked his name the first time we had sex. It was silly but I lied, I said my name was Jason. It’s not but I thought maybe this would be a temporary thing. After he showered and left I got on urban dictionary and typed in “ice.” After the shock that I had done a drug I thought I’d never take wore off. I realized I loved what I felt hitting the pipes and getting shotgunned hits as my hole got stretched wide open by a rough top. Within a few hours of learning I had done meth, I was trolling on Grindr again. This time looking for the symbols I had always seen on tweaker profiles before. The capital T’s. Finally I found a few in a couples profile. After we traded pics, we both made it clear the three of us all wanted to smoke T together. Before I got their address…. They asked me what my name was. I told them Jason again.

Part 1 - November 2018 Darren sat in the chair wiping his eyes, his head lowered trying to comprehend what the counsellor was telling him. All he saw was her mouth moving, the words just didn't make sense in his mind and he completely broke down. The doctor sat there in silence watching and probably judging him based on where he was from. What he did see was a 22 year old lad from the estate and most likely a habitual drug user and thief. His dark buzzed haircut and sporadic tattoos on his arm that probably extended across his body as well were classic for persons from the estate. He was a fairly well built young man standing five feet nine inches tall with a nice muscle definition, not big by any standards but also not small and one who could easily look after himself. Having been his doctor all his young life Darren had matured in to an attractive 22 year old and it was hard seeing him like this now. His blue eyes lost their sparkle against the redness from his crying which had gone on for nearly 20 minutes, the doctor was fast loosing interest as in reality he saw just another person from a family that lived on state benefits from the Flowers estate. You could say his life was mapped out unless he did something to lift himself out of the estate that was rife with drugs and gang culture. Dr Edwards excused himself and walked out the room and grabbed some water leaning back against the wall, questioning his own ethical practice and judgment. He couldn't fathom out why these people ever acted so surprised when they caught something from whatever it was they were doing. Looking up at the ceiling he never expected someone so young to be diagnosed with HIV in his area, he wondered if his judgement was premature as there were no tell tell signs of needle marks. The lad would just sit there and deny any knowledge of how he could have possibly contracted it, in fact he almost raged when the doctor began asking personal questions. His mother, Rose, sat there more concerned about getting back to watching TV than being with her son, at one point she looked at him 'are you still crying' she said displaying no emotion to him. Dr Edwards crunched the paper cup in his hand and threw it in the bin, composing himself he opened the door and entered the counselling room. Rose looked up at the doctor "Are we done here?" she said picking her bag up. "I'm sorry Mrs Stevens do you have somewhere you need to be?" Dr Edwards asked sitting back down. Rose looked at the doctor and counsellor "What else do you need me here for?" she replied. Rose stood up and walked out of the room nearly knocking the pharmacist over who was bringing the medication for Darren to the counselling room. He checked over the prescription making sure it was the correct drugs. "Darren, there is 3 months here which you must take do you understand?" Dr Edwards asked seeing him nod. Darren looked at him "Just for 3 months?" he asked wiping his eyes. "Darren you will have take this for the rest of your life to keep the virus under control" he replied. Darren broke down again at the full reality of how his life changed "You can't treat it?" he sobbed. "If you take the medication you can go on living a normal life" Dr Edwards explained. "Really?" Darren asked looking up and the doctor nodded. "Come back in 2 weeks and we can check the virus levels are going down" Dr Edwards said standing up. Darren had calmed down enough and took the bag of medication and instruction sheet from the doctor, he stood and walked out of the clinic. He still felt sick, but then he was carrying a very high viral load of 750k which resulted in him falling ill for the second time that month. He sat in his bedroom afraid to go and hang out with his friends, he knew how he got it and who gave it to him and he was hell bent on getting his revenge somehow. The problem was he would have to do it alone as he couldn't risk any of his friends finding out as they would probably turn on him. After a week of sitting in his room and slipping out to walk up along the Malvern hills he was beginning to feel better, by the second week he had been to see Dr Edwards again for another blood test. Hoping to get the results there and then he was told to come back in two weeks for another test, Dr Edwards said that if anything was not right they would call him. He sat in the waiting room four weeks after the initial diagnosis feeling much better, the nurse came out and called him in to the doctors room. "Darren hello, take a seat and I will be with you" Dr Edwards said reading through Darren's file. Darren closed the door "Hi" he said and sat down looking at him. Dr Edwards looked up "Good your viral load is down to 300k but still some way to go" he said smiling. Darren nodded "I feel a lot better as well" he told the doctor. "Keep taking the medication Darren, be as regular as you can and you will be back to normal" Dr Edwards told him. Darren looked at him "Normal, with this hanging over me?" he replied taken back. "There is no need not have a normal life Darren" Dr Edwards said looking at him. Darren half smiled "Okay" he said as the doctor gave him another appointment in one months time. "You should find yourself a job Darren, your bright enough to make something of your life don't end up on this estate forever" Dr Edwards said cautiously. Darren looked up at him "Giving career advice now as well" he said trying to be light hearted about it. Dr Edwards chuckled "Really Darren, you could make something of your life you have what it takes". He walked home contemplating what the doctor had said, he knew Dr Edwards was right and seemed to show some concern for him. But for the moment he had no idea how or what, he did know that hanging around with his friends would not allow him to move on. If he was honest with himself he really wanted off the estate and find a sensible life. It caused him to question if getting the revenge was really what he wanted to do or even if it would be worthwhile, no matter what he did he was still going to have HIV at the end of it. Apart from the gang of friends who he hung out with around the estate his existence was a lonely one. He had no patience to be with a girl despite many of them swooning over him because of his looks and tattoos, he just never felt it was what he wanted. A mother who neither cared or wanted him in the house, a father who was lazy as fuck and only showered and shaved once a week when he went to the pub. He sat down in the park looking across the road at the estate and suddenly seeing it for what it really was, run down and a grotty place with grotty residents, the people in the town avoided cutting across and took the long way round despite the inconvenience. The families were abusive, rough and picked on anyone who had the balls to cut through their territory. It never use to be like this he thought, the last 7 years it had gained a bad reputation all over town and in the indeed the county. Sitting on the swing he thought about that late afternoon two years ago that lead him to this point in his life. To him it was just normal to pick on the guy as he had in school, the years that had gone by didn't seem to have made any difference. He still enjoyed taunting him and calling him a poofter when he saw Byron. But this time he had pushed him over the edge, finally having had enough of the years of abuse he turned and made Darren atone for his sins over the years. He never expected or saw it coming but Byron had changed and he never fathomed how much muscle Byron now packed as he felt himself overpowered with ease. He hadn't seen Byron since that afternoon, he did wonder if he was keeping a low profile and avoiding crossing the estate now. Byron is the same age and was in his classes at school until he left having won a scholarship at some private school. The scrawny upper class prick Darren thought remembering back, his blond hair, blue eyes and slight frame. The timid shy person was easy pickings at school. Not today he isn't he thought, he still has blond hair and blue eyes and that is where it ends. He now stands at five feet ten inches tall, a dancers build that is fit and heavily muscled, you would never know that as he wears loose clothing. That is what fooled Darren to think he could still take Byron down. Byron picked up his suitcase from the luggage carousel at Heathrow and said good bye to several of the cast members who had flown back on the same flight from New York. Promising they would go out on his return to London before they started rehearsals for their next show on one of the popular TV reality shows. Today though he was going back home to Malvern and his foster parents to spend the next two weeks over Christmas with them. Thankful that at least he could have a nice rest and recharge his batteries. The driver spotted him coming through the arrivals exit, you couldn't miss Byron with his little bun on the top of his head and a kind of designer stubble adorning the now chiselled features on his face. He cut an imposing silhouette amongst the crowd exiting the doors, the driver walked towards him and waved, Byron smiled in acknowledgement. Tom had driven Byron around quite a bit over the last year and they had become fairly acquainted with each other, they shook hands and walked out of the terminal over to the short stay car park. "How was your trip to New York Byron?" Tom asked heaving the case in to the trunk of the car. "Really good but exhausting" he replied "two months of two shows a day, kind of glad to be home for the rest". Tom chuckled "I read that you were quite a hit on Broadway, the singing and dancing" he said looking at him. Byron laughed and sat in the back seat "Only one song in the musical, I didn't want to but they coerced me". "Don't Byron" Tom said as they pulled out of the car park "I have heard you sing, you are amazing". They rattled on for the entire drive to Malvern, Byron actually was quite fond of Tom and had no problem engaging in conversation. Mountview had spotted a star in the making with Byron, almost the triple threat of singing, dancing and acting which was perfect for musical theatre. Byron however found his first love in dancing weather contemporary, ballet or ballroom he was pretty good at all styles. He was the first dancer that Mountview put with one of the top talent agencies and the only dancer who got private transport instead of public. He knew time was ticking and he would have to start on medication soon since his last test showed he was running a virus level of 600k, but due to his fitness he remained very healthy, albeit dangerous to have sex with. The car passed the outskirts of Malvern and headed through the town stopping at a set of traffic lights across from the Flowers estate. "God that place looks worse every time I see it" Byron said seeing Tom look over to his right. He nodded "Not a place you want to go through I hear" Tom said. Byron looked at Tom "Use to be such a nice place, but I guess a generation has moved on" he said wondering if Darren was still being a bully. They drove for several more minutes turning on to a leafy road with sprawling houses set back off the road either side. Continuing half way down they made a left turn on to the drive of his family home, the front door opened as his foster mother stood on the steps beaming at his arrival. Although he was old enough to leave and do his own thing he was still part of their family and he looked on them as his real parents. After all he owed a lot to them as they encouraged him and helped him down the performing arts route. Every review and production they would attend supporting Byron, Jane was impressed by how Byron had changed physically and become the handsome, kind and affectionate person he is today. Byron was retrieving his case from Tom when a red Porsche turned on to the drive and Stefan stepped running across the driveway hugging Byron. "How did you know I was coming home?" Byron asked letting go of Stefan. Stefan laughed and put his arm around his shoulder "Your mother texted me this morning" he said. Byron was so overjoyed to see Stefan that he welled up as they hugged. Through the years that passed and at every corner Stefan proved to be a friend, they really did count on each other. Maturing from just school friends to an incredibly close bond they formed over the years. A few snow flurries danced around in the air as the biting cold wind swirled across their faces. His mother called them both in to the warmth of his home.

Chapter 35; *Delirious* Ramon found me apparently in a heap in front of the mirror in a delirious state, naked and shivering with my body still burning up with HIV fever. I would remain totally delirious for the next five days bringing us to Monday night. Ayan had given me the rest of the week off, but now it was the beginning of the following working week. But, he was in the loop about all that was going on. He wasn't going to do or say anything to affect the project. During the five days I was totally delirious my sleep was highly disturbed and I was hallucinating a great deal, not to mentioned Ramon was needing to change my sheets twice a day as I was soaking them in sweat; He nursed me through this very difficult time. How could I ever repay him? 😈☣️ After these five days my body took this relentless onslaught Tuesday morning came, and I awoke feeling much much better. My temperature although still technically a fever had dropped to 37.9c. Of course I was also feeling very weak, and had lost quite a bit of weight, but I could tell I was on the mend, not to mention I was insanely ravenous. For today and tomorrow I had complete bed rest with Ramon bringing me lots of high calorie nutritious food. Then on Thursday through to Sunday I ate with him and Edward at theirs next door. On my second day of complete bed rest Ayan came over; - I am so sorry Ayan that I am missing all this time from work. If you wish to release me from my contract and send me back home I'll completely understand. He wasn't about to let me go now. Oh no. The wheels were now truly in motion. He undone a couple buttons to the top of his shirt, and slightly opened it a bit on one side, which showed a tiny bit of one of the scorpion tattoos on his chest that I have course saw in all their glory at my dancing gig. I couldn't make them out only seeing such a small section. He was clearly teasing me, drawing me in like a moth to a flame. He took my hand and inserted it inside his shirt placing it on his hard warm pec, and guiding my thumb and index finger towards his nipple. - Go on, have a play with my tit. Tweak it. Good boy ... Now, don't be so silly. We are a tolerant company and realise you are very sick at the moment, and you are a valuable asset to us, so it's fine. I am happy for you to have the rest of this week off, so no need to come in until next Monday. He took my other hand and placed it on his huge bulge of a crotch. With his hand on top of mine he guided me in rubbing over his ginormous dick. I'd so love to see it in the flesh. Or had I already and not known about it. - I saw you eyeing me up down in this area on your first day. You want me to fuck you, don't you Steven. - Erm, well I uh ... He made me nervous. He was strikingly handsome, and also exuded such powerful alpha confidence. - Now, there is no need to be nervous of me. I'm just Ayan, the kind and understanding boss from work. So, you want my dick ripping apart your cunt? I was taken aback by his directness. I gulped, and found myself unable to answer verbally, so, just nodded eagerly. - I can see you are getting tired, and lots to do in the office, so I shall go. Rest well sexy boy. - Thank you Ayan. As he walked out of my bedroom I clocked his huge Arabian high tight bubble ass. I wouldn't mind tapping that. The 'Top' within was still there. After two days complete bed rest and and a further two days after that I was feeling much better, much more my old usual self. So, now it was Friday evening, I had just had my third meal of the day with my neighbours Ramon & Edward, and went home bounding with energy. In fact, a new kind of energy since seroconverting. And now I was feeling super horny again for the first time since my time in a delirious state. I was in my bathroom cleaning my teeth, feeling bored, and thinking of calling it a very early night when I caught a look in my eyes I had not seen before. I stood there staring at my reflection. And there it was, a strong desire to go out and spread my seed far and wide. I knew deep down that I was now poz, and, I wanted to share that wonderful gifT. Recharge my brothers, and any willing NEG PiGs. Fuck this, I am off to the sauna I thought to myself. But this time I am in charge! A message then came through from my boyfriend back at home, Lew, wanting to know if I was free for a video chat; - I'd love to babe, but I am just about to go out the door and meet some workmates for drinks. Shall we video chat tomorrow evening, at say 11pm my time? - Okay. I look forward to it. I miss you sweetheart. And I Love you too. - I miss you too sexy. Listen, I gotta scoot. Enjoy your evening ... xxx He'd of course be hanging on for a 'I Love you' in return, but, y'know, my mind was on the imminent priority for this evening. Even though I was in a complete 'Top' mood I done a quick clean out, just in case I saw someone I really did want to 'Bottom' for. I mean lets face it, my cunt was well trained now! 🐖 Once dressed I got my bits together, and left, locking the door so none of the usual neighbours just walking in when they felt like it.

Chapter 34; *Todd possessed Part 3* I stared up at him in his dominant arms open wide / hands in a claw like posture, with his possessed demon snarling, and all I did in response was moan, groan and grunt in a heavy drenching seroconverting hypnotic euphoric spellbound trance as I smiled at his demonic leather executioner hood clad gaunt jaundiced contorting face. Several minutes had passed so my torso was now well and truly soaked; 💦 An undercoat of conversion sweat followed by a thick slime pus topping. 💦 I took my gaze away from his face and looked at my slutty body, and using both hands I began to scoop up the Gono-juice from my body and with one hand feed and finger it into my cunt, and the other hand smear it all over my face AND rub it over the tip of my dick, adding to the Gono infection that uncle Jeff had already given me. Demon Todd was currently standing with his back to my floor standing mirror, and as I played with his nasty pus I would every now and then catch a glimpse of his AIDS wasted ass and see his cunt hole twitch each time he sprayed his Gono-slime all over me. It had now been around 15 minutes since my demon began his squirting spree, so I now got up on my knees, swiveled around and positioned myself onto all fours, so now my back got its turn in getting a generous drenching. I allowed this to go on for about 10 minutes so I was now entirely soaked neck to waist in Gono-slime. I didn't know how much longer he'd be squirting out and I was now thirsty for his rotten filth, so, I knelt right in front of him, took hold of his demon-dick, and aimed it at my face, where my face got a generous Gono-drenching for a couple of minutes. I then decided it was time for a drink. I with ease slid his dirty-demon-dick to the back of my throat where he would squirt and I would swallow in complete unison. *Gulp 💦 Gulp 💦 Gulp 💦 Gulp* The flow stopped after at least a good few minutes of enjoying my delicious creamy pus-shake. I continued to hold him in that position for a while longer, then having removed his demon dick I once again looked up at his intoxicating face of death. I smiled in my hypnotic spellbound state, licked my lips, then swiveled around facing away from him positioning myself onto all fours, then I turned my head to look behind and up at those demonic eyes; - Come on then, FUCK me! Do what you gotta do. I'm a dirty fucked up freshly made poz pig in heaT ... Come on, stick it to me. DESTROY my innards. Before I had a chance to turn my head back around he lunged forward and slammed that super toxic demon-Todd Dick into me. But unlike in the bedroom there was no feral fucking. He just held that position as our mutual gaze was locked, with his snarling now intermittent, and pelvis continually pushing in seeing that his Dick inched in deeper and deeper, with those PA spikes eventually hooking into my cunt flesh once he could anatomically go no further. He again leapt to his feet, and had us facing the mirror head on, grabbing very tightly onto my nipples pulling extremely hard on them (the wooden pegs had fallen off with all the rough play). All that was now holding me up in mid air was my nipples being savagely tightly gripped, and my cunt deeply impaled on Todd's demon spiked death shaft. And now came a very slow fuck, demon-dick sliding half way down my poz cunt and all the way in again, those PA spikes digging in on every outward and inward stroke as my head flopped from side to side through partly closed eyes, moans and groans, and heavy seroconverting sweating as I fell deeper into my hypnotic euphoric trance. Suddenly Ramon appeared; - Steven I think I left my cell phone on your coffee ta ... Oh my God, not the demons Uncle Todd. No, not as he has only just started an aggressive seroconverting reaction. Demon-Todd looked over at him and just snarled as I continued to receive a slow demon fuck. Ramon tried to communicate with me, but, I was not fully conscious in my euphoric hypnotic state. He took my temperature again, and the only way he could keep my mouth from being open in its response to my greedy piggy lust was to physically hold my mouth shut, with one hand underneath my jaw, and a finger holding the top lip shut ... *BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP* The thermometer was indicating a temperature. Well, obviously. - Fuck Steven, it's gone up again to 40.2c. It should be coming down with the medication. I'm going to get Edward to come over. This development brought my inner conscious to the forefront. I suddenly came to and grabbed Ramon's wrist to prevent him from bringing anyone else in, disturbing the current FUN! With my other hand I lifted my thigh up, looked at demon-Todd with a knowing smile of 'let's work on this annoying interruption together', and said; - Release me from your grip, I know what to do. He lifted me off of his increased in size (due to Todd's possession) demon-dick until I was standing on my own two feet again. I knelt down in front of the mirror, reached behind and spread my ass cheeks apart, and looking back into my dirty demon's eyes I with firm conviction begged; - Now FUCK the hell into me. Tear up my insides. USE me how you so desire, and in S6AT6A6N's name just FUCK the living hell into me. My cunt is yours to take! He snarled, I let go of my ass cheeks, turned my head to facing forwards, grabbed hold of the legs to the floor standing mirror, looked up at Ramon, and smiled like the PiG in heaT that I now was, knowing that I was about to get a real good rough fucking, and here it came; Demon-Todd lunged forward again, slamming into me, and we were now locked in a wild brutal feral violent demon fuck. My focus on Ramon's face was jerked upwards, mouth open, with heavy grunts forced out of my chest with each aggressive thrust. He went home next door and climbed into bed with hubby Edward; - Uncle Todd is upto his demon tricks again. He is currently possessed, and fucking the life out of our new neighbour, whose temperature has gone up again. - Don't worry my darling boy, we'll keep a close eye on him. He'll be okay. Don't worry. - I hope he will be okay. Was he concerned for my welfare because he wanted me well purely for health sake, or, because he wanted me to be fit enough to give me the gifT he craved? 😈 They cuddled up together, sharing a gentle kiss, and fell asleep together. As they slept I was now enjoying an extremely violent brutal fuck which would last for three solid hours without even a break for a single second. The entire time I looked into the mirror, my mouth wide open, heavy grunts being forced from my chest, my eyes wide, and my skin drenched in conversion sweat which mingled in with the nasty Gono-sap that covered me all over my body. And then came the time for the demon to cum. His snarling intensified and from nowhere he grabbed me by my throat, squeezing hard as he took the final descent into fucking the hell into me. Then came the final powerful dark thrust that winded me to the point I passed out collapsing on the floor as I was loaded up with yet another filthy load. As I passed out all I could hear was the most almighty roar. I am sure the next block could have heard it. 👹

Chapter 33; *Todd possessed Part 2* Todd's eyes were in a wild demonic glaze, snarling, with his new sized demon-dick continuing it's now constant flow of Gono-pus discharge. From being sat on the floor at the foot of the bed I hauled myself up onto my bed, and continued to crawl backwards until I was now at the headboard. Todd leapt up onto the bed just like he leapt to his feet in the living room a moment ago. Whatever was using his body had now made him very fast and nimble. He towered over me and I now had nowhere to run. I looked to my left and saw a framed picture of my Lew and I on the bedside cabinet. No sooner had I looked at it it came crashing to the floor breaking the glass. Oh lord, what did I do inviting demons into my home. I was now regretting it. My focus was taken to Todd's feet, and I slowly raised my vision going up his body, lower legs, thighs, pubic region, belly, chest. And there it was, the reminder in red marker ink that he made me write on him only a short while ago; Give me your cunt. What choice did I have. I turned over onto the doggy position, held onto the headboard, looked over my shoulder, and said; - Take me. Do what you have to do. I turned my head back around to face the headboard, closed my eyes, and gritted my teeth. The demon within gave a huge almighty snarl, and within a second he had dived forward taking a firm hold of my hips and had plunged that new sized monster demon dick inside my cunt at great force, immediately winding me. From the second he entered me a violent brutal fuck commenced. The demon was raping me, and the long sharp spikes to the temporary PA were tearing through my cunt to the poinT the pain was too much to take; - No, plea... pleas... no... sto... please sto... stop... oh no... please... no... 😧 Not really much point in trying to get a demon to stop fucking you. This was feral fucking at its finest! After several minutes of not stopping for a single second, he took one last thrust, and held his position, impaled deep inside my cunt. I could feel those spikes digging into me, and they had just torn me up real good. I was glad he stopped. I was still regretting allowing this to happen, and didn't really want to be fucked by a demon. And here I was, one was balls deep inside of me! For the next few minutes he just held completely still, snarling. Then, he leaned right over me wrapping his arms around me tightly, and stood up onto his feet on the bed. He turned, and leapt down, all the while those PA spikes deep inside my cunt remained in the same static position, digging in deeply. And here we were back in the living room. We were now facing head on my full length floor standing mirror, and taking hold of my wrists he extended my arms with his, so all that was holding me up were his hands firmly gripping my wrists, and his demon-dick. He started to slowly rut, and now it was sounding and feeling all sloppy inside my cunt. All that Gono-juice no doubt. I looked at my face which looked tense, and I began to whimper. Oh why did I put my hand on that book. And soon, as if my some bizarre way that demons can sense your emotions he slid me off of his brutalizing demon fuck-tool, and threw me to the floor. 'Ouch'. That landing hurt. He again towered over me as my body went into defensive mode. My legs were closed with knees side by side, my right hand was on my left shoulder, and my left hand was on my right hip. I again began to shiver. My cunt felt very sore, and I was now really just wanting to go to sleep. But then, my attitude was about to entirely change due to the demon possessing Todd and his devious ways. He leapt down onto his knees to the side of me and brought Todd's mouth to my ear; [ Unintelligible ancient language was now being whispered into my ear, penetrating my deep seated subconscious ] Two situations arose immediately. First off my seroconversion fever that seemed to have settled right down after the third and final time I uttered 'I welcome S6AT6A6N into my home, my cunt, and my life' returned with full raging force. Once again I began to ache all over, feel extremely weak, and sweat heavily. The rash on my chest seemed to suddenly be worsening now also. The second situation to arise as soon as the whispering of the ancient language commenced, was that I fell into some kind of hypnotic trance, like I was under some sort of spell, and with that came incredible euphoria and an extreme sexual arousal; I opened my arms up and lay them on the floor away from my body, and my legs fell open wide. The demon obviously knew exactly what to say to me. Again he leapt to his feet, and stood towering above me at my feet. Todd's Gono flow suddenly stopped abruptly which was followed by his dick in it's new demon size visibly throb including the veins visibly pulsating. As this happened he spread his arms open wide away from his body with his hands going into a claw like posture, and his snarling increased in frequency, volume, and intensity. I'm sure Edward & Ramon next door would hear him. The way he was being, they way he was stood, and what was happening with his demon dick I was certain he was about to ejaculate his dirty poz cum all over me. And then; 💦 Squirt 💦 Squirt 💦 Squirt .... I was correct in thinking he was going to squirt all over me, but incorrect with what fluid he was going to squirt. It wasn't his poz cum, although the volume he was releasing in each and every squirt was the equivalent to an entire normal cum-orgasm. No, he had can you believe started to squirt out large thick ropes of thick, creamy, foul smelling Gono-pus!! And I don't know where it all came from but he squirted out a massive load of the stuff every 5 seconds or so; And this went on for at least 30 minutes. That's right, 360 revolting doses as a bare minimum of rotten slimy pus propelled into the air, and landing on me! (Although the last 35+ or so doses wouldn't be on me, they'd be IN me). 👅

Chapter 38; *Becoming closer with Uncle Chad* I was now watching both of them from to the side of their bodies. The stark contrast of a chubby Black body against an emaciated white jaundiced frail body was just so damn fucking hot to see. I grabbed hold of my Gono leaking dick, and moments later Joe started to slide his sweet NEG ass down on Uncle Chad's dangerous fuck weapon with his eyes rolling into the back of his head as he rode on that sweeT AIDS Death-dick! Chad after a while stopped staying still, wrapping his arms around Joe and began to take control of the fucking, and very soon was at a reasonable steady pace. Fuck, I could not not join in. I knelt behind my Daddy of death, and slid my own dick up his diseased cunT, and fucked him with the three of us in nasty-PiG unison. The man in the middle started to cough, which sounded like it was a really bad chest infection. But, that did not stop him enjoying defiling this piece of fresh meat. He then began to fuck much faster than he had been and was getting breathless very quickly. He began to shudder, with a raspy cough ensuing. Fuck, this really was a fuck of death if I had ever seen one. He took one last thrust, took one big grunT, then fell silent as his highly charged seed began to spew into Joe's NEG guts. And I knew Uncle Chad was now cumming as each rope of very dirty cum his perineal muscles were propelling into this willing PiG, I would feel his own cunT muscles clamp onto and massage my dick. - Oh FUCK Uncle Chad, your cunT feels so fucking great. My daddy of death once fully spent went to go and lie down. That fuck had taken it all out of him. And here I was to carry on his legacy, and, why not show him here and now that he can be proud of me, so I slid my aching dick into Joe and began to fuck him with long hard slow strokes, with CRF19 poz loaded cum as the absolute perfect lube. I had been fucking this fresh PiG for a while, with Uncle Chad's dirty cum sloshing and squelching about inside, when we suddenly heard a voice; - FUCK YEAH, it's Aiden's dancing PiG. It was the tattooed septum pierced skinhead, who was the last guy to fuck me at the afTer-parTy the night of my dancing gig 3 weeks ago. He stepped into the private cabin and got himself in between my legs and just shoved his toxic dick up my cunT. No spit no nothing, just rammed it in. Time for a recharge it seems. - Definitely not as sloppy as the first time I banged your cunT faGGot, but it still feels great. Wonder if any of those loads that night took!? - I just had a severe flu. I think it must have been a seroconversion. - And what about this chubby fucker here; Poz? - No, NEG apparently. - Oh FUCK YEEEEEAH, breed that hole. Share your toxic seed and spread the gifT. FUCK YEEEEEAH, stick it to the whore. The thought of me as someone new to the brotherhood seeding a NEG hole seemed to overly excite him, and he busted his filth up my cunT within minutes of ramming into me. He climbed off of me, and went to the front, barking at Joe to clean his dick up. As the skinhead and I had our dicks serviced we looked at each other; I lusting after him as he was so sexy and rough, and he smirking at me as though to say; 'welcome to your freedom as a fully charged-up poz PiG'. Getting lost in his alpha essence I partly forgot I had a cunT on the end of my dick, and, then it was too late to hold back ... And my toxic seed erupted inside of Joe's guts, as the skinhead's toxic seed at the same time dribbled out of my sweet ass. ☢️ Once I was done my rough skinhead and I swapped positions, and he slopped about with Uncle Chad and I's cum being churned up with his rough fucking. And the lucky chubby PiG got to clean up my dick too. Soon it was just Uncle Chad and I alone again, and I could have gone playing around, but, I wanted to spend some quality time with this wise man. I ended up going back to his place. Everything was so clean, and neat, and he was totally prepared in mind and practically to go into the hospice tomorrow. - Fancy a pure blood blood slam sweet Stevie-boy? - Not a broTherhood shoT? - No, just pure blood. - I would LOVE that. Have More of you inside me, integrating with my DNA, and becoming as one. I want you to be a part of me forever Uncle Chad. He smiled, looking at me fondly. He put a tourniquet onto an arm on both of us, and before I knew it, I had my first ever pure blood slam with a viral load of 59 million from my donor. - Fuck it, let's do some meTh too [ My Daddy of death exclaimed ]. We both had a few shoTs each, and fucked each other for several hours. Not manic crazy fucking, but long, slow, unhurried, man on man, feral RAW poz fucking. We both came inside of each other several times, and kissed passionately a lot too. Even though he was deathly thin, I found him super sexy. and licking on his AIDS wasted cunT hole was sheer pure heaven. The following morning came, and I awoke being spooned by Uncle Chad. In that moment I could have died with him and joined him for an eternity of more of what we shared lastnight after we got back to his. I went with him to the hospice which was a Saturday, and told him I'd try and come by later in the week next week. I kissed him softly on his lips, and went on my way, feeling his virulent poz DNA course through my veins. ☣️ That night my boyfriend Lew and I had our planned video chat. It was becoming really awkward now our talks. Could it be we both had plenty to hide. Maybe we would both find out all in good time. He did seem concerned for my appearance. Apparently I looked like I had lost weight, and was looking pretty pale, in his words. If only he knew! 😉 I FINALLY went back to work on Monday, and worked the full week, and really enjoyed it, and was now feeling myself become that much more settled. The weekend came and I spent it on properly getting in groceries to make my own meals, and some furniture to suit my own taste. There was no talking with Lew, and I didn't get time to go and see Uncle Chad. I would go and see him on Monday, as Ayan had given me that day off as I was going to the clinic for my PEP treatment follow up, and blood work. What would the Doctor say! 😈

Chapter 36; *Reuniting with Chad* I arrived at the sauna, threw all my stuff in the locker, and went to the shower area, where only nearly 3 weeks earlier I had neighbour Edward fucking me with my face pushed into the ground next to my disintegrating PEP pill, when I was being the total piggy bottom. I took a quick shower then headed for the spa. I got in, and sat in a pool of horny men. But no one was speaking or touching, just cruising one another. Three guys were all immediately vying for my attention. The one that I particularly liked was this Black dude called Joseph, also known as Joe, who had a broad in shape physique as a keen rugby player. He had good muscle tone, but he was also sexily chubby with it. I would later learn that this was his first time here as he had just divorced his wife of 11 years having gotten married to her when he was just 22. They separated because she caught him in bed fooling around with her brother who he had been having an affair with for several months. Some of the guys in the spa were playing footise with a strong sexual energy brewing. Having sat there for just a few minutes I left, as I needed to fuck a cunt right NOW! As I got up to go Joe did too, and followed me. He had a nice big dick, but, it was his typical African-American round beefy ass that I was keen on ploughing! I made my way to the steam room, but just before getting there Joe sat down in a seating area. He was too nervous to follow me in. It was very crowded, and I fumbled my way through many bodies to find a vacant ass available for me to fill, and it didn't take long. I lubed up with my Gono-juice, and shoved it into the anonymous hole. There was no build up, I got to a fast fuck straight away. I hadn't fucked in ages, and certainly not fucked an ass since becoming poz. Even though I still had no diagnosis I knew I was, and my desire to share was strong. And of course, having just gone through a major seroconversion illness my viral load was now going to be extremely high. I repetitively slapped the cheeks of the ass I was pumping away at, and was already close. My first load post seroconversion illness bubbling to explode. - Take my dirty unmedicated poz load you nasty slut. - Oh fuck yeah, infect my NEG hole. Knock me up stud. Well, how was I to know he was neg. I didn't even know what he looked like 😈. But that was all I needed to hear, and I immediately quickened my pace and before I knew it I was unleashing my first poz load, grunting like a wild boar. Suddenly, some of the steam room crowd began to jeer; - Fuck yeah, knock up that fucked up faGGot. - Yeah, go on, impregnate the NEG bitch. As soon as I was spent I slapped his ass, then left. Good old fashioned piggy breeding. No questions. No names. No drama. Just dump and go! I passed the seating area, and the Black guy Joe was still sitting there, who immediately got up and followed me again. I'd just cum, but I was ready to go again, I needed to release some serious amount of death-seed from my aching balls. I thought, I'll take him to the cabin area. I was searching for a public cabin when I saw a figure from behind that I most definitely recognised who was about to go into his private cabin, alone. I placed my hand on his bony shoulder, and he turned; - Oh my Stevie-boy, how wonderful to see you. How are you doing my sweet sexy boy? - Uncle Chad, great to see you too, stud. I flung my arms around him for a real loving embrace. I could tell he needed it, and, I wanted to share some love with him. His DNA was now part of mine, and because of that we had an unbreakable eternal bond. But, it was also beyond that too. - Come into my cabin if you'd like, let's catch up. - YES, I'd love that. I looked at his face, and he looked ridiculously unwell. I felt in my soul he did not have long left, and I had to stop myself bursting into tears. He left the cabin door open, and Joe kept passing by and looking in from afar as Uncle Chad and I got upto speed on each others lives. I explained that I had barely worked since arriving here, and that I was 99.9% sure that the five day illness I just went through was me seroconverting. He seemed to be 100% sure, what with all the timings of everything. His news was not so good. Only a few days ago he got his latest results. In 1 month his HIV viral load had leapt from 33 million to 59 million, and his CD4 had dropped from 47 to 9. ☢️ AIDS! ☢️ - I'm going into a hospice tomorrow my dear Stevie-boy. I know I don't have long left. So here I am, having some last moment life FUN. Because that is what life is for. That was it, I was gone, and a million emotions gushed up into my throat, and I started bawling. Chad hugged me. - Now now sweet boy, don't cry for me hey. I want you to enjoy your life, and live it to the fullest. And don't take any crap from anyone. And thank you for bringing me some wonderful joy in my last part of my life, albeit fleeting. We then shared a passionate kiss as we stroked each others faces, body's, and toxic dicks. He was extremely thin and gaunt. To many he might seem unattractive, but to me he was beautiful. Then came a knock on the open door and a clearance of someones throat. It was Joe. His presence made Uncle Chad's face light up; - Hope I am not disturbing anything. May I come in. - Sure, come in. Plenty of room in my private cabin for fine young men. What had Joe let himself into? 😈

I want to show my brother other parties so we went to the Bear party. After both of us taking loads over in the corner is this old Bear by him self. We approach him and no one wants to fuck him. So my brother and I took turns fucking him and he cleaned out dicks off. This one thing I can say he is a great dick sucker as he got us both hard again so we gave him a second load.

Chapter 37; *broTherhood shoT for Joe* 💉 We all made some small talk for a bit, then Chad piped up; - You seem a bit on edge Joe, fancy some meTh? - I have never had it. But I hear it is great for releasing your inhibitions. Do you inject it? - I do yes. - That's the thing, I am scared of needles. - Well, you don't have to look. If you close your eyes now, and keep them shut until I have dosed you up, then you will be fine. - Okay, why not. He closed his eyes, and Uncle Chad set about giving this stud a fuck he'd never forget. I helped put a tourniquet on my unforgettable CRF19 donor who then put in a needle into his own arm, and drew out some super charged up toxic blood into a syringe full of meTh. Then, a tourniquet went on our guest; - Now keep still, just a quick short sharp scratch. In went the needle, and I watched Uncle Chad depress the plunger, injecting in meTh, and his blood of death. The illusive and very special broTherhood shoT. Out with the needle and arm into position to stop any potential bleeding. He started to both sweat and breath heavily, then kept on repeatedly saying whilst feverishly playing with his limp dick; - Fuck Yeah. Fuck Yeah. Fuck Yeah. I was laying against one of the cabin walls and was needing my poz-Gono dick cleaning up from my anonymous steam room fuck; - Suck my dick slut, c'mon, show me what you are made of. He got on all fours in front of me, and started sucking me like a true champ. He must have had plenty of practice with his lover come ex brother in law. I milked my perineum to get out extra Gono-pus from my dick, as a side serving to go with the the steam room cunt juice he was cleaning up. And just like Todd I'd roar in pain when the Gono flowed out heavily via its provocation. Uncle Chad got behind him and began to rim and finger alternating between the two, slowly opening up this recently divorced meTh PiG's virgin cunt. With his now ex brother in law he was the 'Top'. My CRF19 stud once he had opened up the new PiG spat on his dick for what would be one of his last ever fucks, and slid in. Only half way in, and Joe gasped; - Oh fuck. I wasn't expecting that. Shit man, that feels fucking good. - Good. Now come up to the seated position. I LOVE to fuck that way. Nice and intimate. The meTh'd up PiG responded duly with Uncle Chad slowly rocking his hips back and forth, sliding his deathly fuck meat in and out, in and out. Then he leaned in to whisper; - Did you enjoy your broTherhood shoT sluT? - What is a broTherhood shoT? - A combination of meTh, and HIV infecTed blood, which I just gave to you. - Where did you get the blood? - From a vein in my arm. But you didn't see that as your eyes were shut as you are apparently squeamish with needles. ... there was a small pause ... - So you are HIV positive? - Yes, I have the virus, which has now progressed onto AIDS! Whilst we are here having this conversation, what is your status? - I am HIV negative. Uncle Chad and I looked at each other as though to say ''That broTherhood shoT you just took has probably just changed that situation for you entirely". He stopped fucking Joe, but remained HARD and remained DEEP inside. And now to put his expert hands to good use. They sure knew how to touch you in all the right places with the exact pressure required to have you begging for his super charged up filth. He commenced stroking Joe in his meTh'd up state with a combination of soft and firm strokes all over his body; His neck, his legs, his arms, his back, and the sides to his trunk ~ Soft. Firm Slow! All the while Joe was moaning, and with each stroke his moans got louder, and louder, and louder. As this AIDS stud worked his latest project up into a frenzy he also took to some nasty poz verbal speaking quietly yet firmly in this meTh'd up PiG's ear; - You like the feel of RAW dick up your cunT do you, you nasty sluT? - Fuck Yeah, it feels so fucking great. Feels so smooth and natural. - Well, if you want to continue feeling my HIV infecTed dick slide in and out of your big beefy black ass, then you are going to have to do some of the work here. Show me that you really want my dirty cum spewed into your piggy guts!

Last Friday Went on my bi annual trip to see relatives , had booked in to a local motel with partner unfortunately /fortunately he has a hacking coughing we decided on separate rooms. We checked in and found our rooms were on separate floors , I sent him for an early night to try and sleep it off. I was straight on the apps Squirt, BBRT , Grindr and Fab guys. A couple of guys , but on Fabguys a guy 30's who was looking for BB , no face pic - but a hot almost Brazilian booty. We messaged and I told him I was looking for now and could accommodate , we was coming straight from site and needed a shower , perfect. The hotel had access control so I met him outside and brought him in , I did the walk of shame though reception - I wasn't sure if the sniffy queen doing the night shift behind reception was pissed off that he had checked us in as a couple earlier , because the guy was really straight from a construction site and leaving mud on the carpet or that he just wasn't getting fucked himself. He turned out to be hot as fuck with spiky hair , full torso tattoos and a fit body that comes from hard manual labour rather that mincing around in a gym. I pushed him on to the bed and knelt over him and faced fucked him , he was soon gagging , he was a guy of few words so I rolled him over and rimmed his ass (neither of us had poppers of lube so I wanted to loosen him up first) His ass hole was somewhere between a young preppy boy and a slags slit , a brown ring I could let a couple of fingers in put not too loose He lay there and moaned and squirmed on my tongue. However hot he was (and he was!) I was not looking for an all nighter , just to dump a 3 day load so I got him on to all 4's and put my helmet against his ring , he was tight my with the spit I forced my thick dick in him , he winced so I stopped till he was relaxing. He reached behind and pulled his cheeks apart and I pushed slowly in , I started to call him a dirty slag for letting guys fuck and load him , he just moaned and relaxed even more. He wanted to be fucked on his back with me clamping his legs , fine I got to look at his hot tattoos clipped body hair and cheeky boyish face and my thick cock sliding in and out. We was rubbing his little flaccid cock (like a clit) and moaning , he was now loose and lubricated by my pre cum I just fucked the ass off him , load deep stokes. When I came it was deep in his ass 4-5 thick ropes of daddy spunk . I kept deep in him untill his rubbing reached a frenzy and he deposited a little cum glistening against his hairy chest. I pulled out , but my spunk was too deep to dribble out/

I went to the gym with my Iranian mate Farshad just after 1pm today, it was very quiet when we got there & after cardio it was only us in the free weights room, Farshad wanted to do squats on the smith machine while I went to work my pecs. After a short while a tasty big lad came in, he acknowledged us both with a little nod & smile. He was also working his pecs, I could tell he was keen to use the bench I was on so I ended my set & went to spot Farshad. Being very mischievous, Farshad purposely pushed his meaty bubble arse out so it would rub against my dick I spotted him knowing It would instantly get hard! It sure did & I tried to hide it from the other guy but it was impossible cos of all the mirrors! I carried on spotting hoping to make my exit while he was bench pressing but to my surprise he got up, went to the next smith machine beside us & asked if I'd mind spotting him! I agreed & as i stood behind him he told me to move in closer, standing up after the first squat I couldn't stop myself from discreetly grinding my dick into his big firm meaty arse! My raging boner was throbbing when he suggested a 3sum at his & after establishing we were all prepped for action we got our stuff from the locker room & headed to his flat across from the gym. ( His name is Carl, 29 ) As soon as we got in we stripped & he started sucking us off while we both had our hands & fingered working his gorgeous hairy arse & hole. While he sucked Farshad I got behind him & started deep rimming his tasty hole! I got his hairy hole nice and wet, stood up and rubbed my pre cum on his hole then slowly pushed my big this length inside him! He stopped sucking and let out a gasp of pleasure & said "fuck that feels so good!" Soon I had him howling loudly as he milked my dick hard! As soon as he looked back at me with his gorgeous blue eyes & begged me to cum in him my balls rose up & I blew my load in him, roaring loud as I thrust hard & deep into him. As I sat on the sofa he bent over & sucked me clean while Farshad shoved his big cut dick in Carls sloppy hole. While sucking me clean he started fingering my hungry hole, he spread my legs & Farshad pulled out as Carl push his big thick uncut dick in my cunthole, Farshad resumed fucking Carl as he fucked me! After about 20 minutes Carl bred his load in me as Farshad unloaded in him. He filled me with a massive load which I got him to scoop on his fingers & feed me as it leaked out, I then ate his sloppy hole drip feeding him the cum cocktail we'd bred in him. We were all still hard & horny for more but he had a meeting in town with a client to get ready for so we reluctantly parted company after exchanging numbers. My balls were aching when we go back to mine & I pounced on Farshad, pinned him down & shoved my spit lubed dick in his tight hairy hole! I plowed him hard & fast non stop for about 5 minutes then bred a nice big load deep inside him.

Hey guys. Thanks for all the comments and likes. They’re much appreciated. I’m working on Chapter 12 and hope to get it posted tonight or tomorrow. Oh and don’t worry, the good Dr. Manning will be back soon to lend Scotty some much needed assistance.

It’s just part of the role play - no one is worthless - dirty little slag , possibly 😀

I am caving to peer pressure and working on part 2 as we speak gents!

What happens between 2 consenting adults in the privacy of their own bedroom is one thing. Deducing an entire race of folks to some racist fetish is another. The context of this conversation is the generalization and dehumanizing of black men. Also sometimes it’s best to just listen and educate yourself instead of always having to respond.

some of the best raw cock i ever took was when i was in the military. wasn't "poz" cum-still the men were "dogs" when it came to taking a faggot like me, either fucking me raw or making me suck on their cocks. i have a great love for white dick. i'd see many guys walking around with a hard on or grabbing their "junk". i in turn would let them know that i could "help" them out with their "problem" and 99.9% of the time they were down. one guy in particular i remember vividly. very stocky, short, very attractive, "thuggish", hairy, not a huge cock but average and sexy. he had a girlfriend and was about to marry her, but i guess he just wanted something on the "side"-or maybe he was just very very curious about black ass. the first time he fucked me, afterwards it took me a few days to recover from the assault. as he made me bleed-something that i'd never had happen to me before. he knew he had "hurt" me. for 2 years, i took care of all his sexual needs. crazy thing is-i fell in love with him and he had gotten feelings for me as well. one thing i can remember about him-never since then or now-have i come across a man that could shoot as much cum as he did. the volume was unnatural. most time he fucked it up in my booty but once i gave him head and it was like drinking down half an 8 ounce glass of milk.

I had only been a top, but as I've gotten older, more and more I have thought about finally being fucked.. and fucked raw. The fantasies always involved black men. Maybe because my first experiences orally as a young boy were with black guys. Maybe because I'm older, there's still a sort of taboo about it Decided to go to one of the places I had taken younger white boys to before. Always seemed to have a good number of black guys and they all sure enjoyed those young white asses.. So why wouldn't they enjoy mine lol I don't think the place ever turns away a black man if they don't have the money to get in. Seems to be a place especially on cold, wet nights for a place that homeless men can come in, get out of the rain/snow and cold.. and at the same time satisfy some urges they may have. When I got there, I could already see a group of black guys lurking about.. Older, somewhat nasty looking and my heart was pounding thru my chest. I went to a back room, one that had a tv in it, so there was enough light. I wanted to see the guys I was with. Not that I cared what they looked like, but being a visual person, I like that. I wanted to see their bodies, their cocks, their balls. I stripped down to nothing but a t shirt.. On the shirt, I had written words fron and back - Looking for BBC and Looking for Black Men . I also had made up a sign and taped it to the entrance to the small room (Looking for Black Men to Suck and Fuck me) I didn't have to wait long. Three Black Men were standing at the entrance of the doorway. They already had their cocks out, stroking them. I waved them inside. Plenty of room for all of us. I got down on my knees in front of them.. I didn't just want their cocks out, I wanted them naked. so as I started to suck, I was also pulling their pants down and off.. They got the idea and before i knew it I had three pantless Black Men standing in front of me Two had similar bodies - Both older than me, maybe in their 60s, skinny yet muscular. Both with over 8 inches of uncut Black Meat The third guy was heavier, had the thickest and shortest ( maybe 6 inches) of cocks. They all carried a scent of lacking a shower for a while. I didn't care One of the skinny guys pulled my hair as I worked on his cock. Called me names and even slapped my face a few times I went back and forth between them finally taking the load of the other skinny one. It was, right after that the heaviest of the three stood me up. He bent me over the couch, took some lube and started fingering me.. fingering me rough, stretching my ass as wide as he could with his fingers. I tried telling him to go a little more easy, but he wasn't really listening to me. Why I told him I had never been fucked ( Did I think he was going to be nicer to me lol) I don't really know.. but as soon as I did, he figured his cock would be the better weapon than his fingers. He started pushing his fat homeless cock up my white ass. The pain was almost unbearable.. Not as bad the pain when I had a prostate biopsy but pretty damn close. But at least having had the biopsy, I knew this pain couldn't be quite that bad. He slammed away at my hole, showing no mercy. And it got verbal- he started using the N word - and asking me if I liked taking homeless cock up my lily white ass. I tried to mumble some answers to him, but soon my mouth was being filled by the other skinny guy. OMG - my fantasy coming true. Why had I waited so long for this moment? I could sense others in the room, watching , stroking their cocks, hoping they'd be next. The skinny guy unloaded in my mouth without warning, I swallowed every drop of his homeless black cock. And as I was swallowing, the black man fuckng my ass whispered in my ear to lean back and kiss him. I did as I was told. Giving him a tasted of whatever cum taste had lingered in my mouth, pushed him over the edge. He told me he was gonna cum. I swear my ass opened up wide for him to accept his gift. He pushed in deeply with one loud grunt, he exploded inside me. He laid on top of me for a while, before leaning in for one more kiss. then pulled out his wet cock from my ass. I just laid there for a moment. Pondering it all. Why had it taken me almost 60 years to take a cock like this? It was an incredible feeling! I sorta flopped over onto the couch, sitting there, catching my breath.There were at least 4 new guys watching, stroking their cocks.. I was in no hurry to leave.

not sure how many.....but, after a good gang bang my swollen ass lips are a good indecation of a well fucked hole.

Nobody is worthless. The cumdump's worth is to collect the loads that otherwise would go to waste.

Fuck......bend me over and do what you need to do.

I think that in this context, “worthless” is given and is understood to take on the connotation of “having none of the traits usually considered admirable in a powerful, competitive, masculine male among his peers”. The statement is a comparative one: the cumdump is being reminded that he occupies the lowest place in the male social order, therefore his relative “worth” as a member of that order, all other things being equal, is as low as it can get. This is not to be confused, however, with his value as a utility and a convenience. The cumdump may have (ironically) considerable worth because his indignity allows other Men to feel themselves superior. Personally, I don’t pay much attention to being called things like a “worthless whore”, especially by a guy with his cock buried up to the balls in my cunt.

One of my favourite story tellers on here. Good to have you back. Can't wait to follow this story as it develops.

I am a cocksucker and a dirty bottom. I frequent sleazy back rooms in search of horny cocks that are in need of release. My sole purpose is to provide pleasure. I approach each penis differently -- each is an individual -- and I try to determine it's greatest need. I use my body to stimulate and heighten lustful yearnings until they are overflowing. I submit and become a willing receptacle for cum. I provide reassurance and a steadying hand as the orgasmic high begins to ebb. I'm not really a worthless cum dump – I just play one to get you off.

Even Darker @seedmyazz? RiiiiigggGGHHT! 😈

Are you ready PiGs to find out if Stevie-boy can escape the clutches of demon possessed Todd? Do you want M☢️re? ... And maybe we might see CRF19 stud Uncle Chad make a final appearance in the next handful of chapters 💀☣️

Dad Son stuff can be extremely hot. I am glad I was brave enough to peek on dad, let him see me when I was younger. As I have learned, if given the right time and place, any thing can happen! And it did.. Had a much better relationship with him after the sexual bonding. I have meet a number of dads over the years who either played with their sons or lusted after them ( nude beaches were great for that) - Always enjoy seeing a dad and son hanging out nude together at the spa. Even if it's not sexual, it is a unique bond that all boys should have.

Got lucky tonight on the PA turnpike near Carlisle. Stopped at a service plaza and immediately made eye contact with a guy in a work van. I went inside, took a piss, and as I was walking out the van driver was standing by his driver's door smoking. He was in his 30's, about 6', probably 250, belly, and a long brown goatee/ buzzcut head. He nodded so I stopped to chat, and after he obviously rubbed his groin a second time I offered to help him with it. We got in the van and moved to the rear. Plenty of tools, but he also hada dirty twin mattress🙂 He pulled out a swollen 8" cut cock, so hard it was almost purple. I got down on my knees and deep throated that cock easily (no teeth in my way now) and had his close in minutes. I stopped and asked if he'd like to fuck me, and he said fuck yeah. So I get naked, load his cock up with as much spit as I can, then present my hairy hole to him. He pushes in slowly, and I open up nicely for him then clamp down once he's all the way in. He nuts deep after like 30 seconds, but stays inside and fully hard. After catching his breath, he starts slow fucking me and soon I'm hearing the sloppy cum fuck sounds I love so much. After 15 minutes I can't wait any longer and I start to jerk my cock and tell him to give me another load. He picks up his pace, and with me encouraging him, he blasts load #2 inside me. He finally goes soft and plops out, and I spin around to lick his cock clean. He rubs my head and face as I do this, then I get dressed, thank him for his stud service, and make my way back to my truck. This was 5 hours ago, and I still have a cum filled ass which I plan to plug as I jerk off before bed.

I am not an expert on climate but I can try to explain how some of the claims and predictions come about. You say recorded weather data goes back about 140 years. It is true that "official" records for the United States only go back about that far. (The National Weather Service was created in 1890). There are however earlier local records plus records in European countries plus anecdotal records from diaries and crop reports. For even earlier data, scientists can examine core data (ice cores, sediment deposits, tree rings, etc) to determine climate data. That is of course inference and not hard data, plus it's only applicable to that one location, but with enough samples it can be useful to help determine trends and changes in climates. You used the example of a daily record high temperature. Climate science isn't really concerned with daily fluctuations. Instead, it looks at trends based on a yearly average. If you add up all the high temperatures (and all the lows) and divide by the number of days, you end up with an average temperature for the year. If you compare that to previous years you can see whether the average temperature is trending up or down. You said the earth goes through cycles. That in absolutely 100% true. That's what makes climate science so difficult. Trying to separate naturally occurring cycles from man-made influences is what most of the debate is about. Data shows there is a correlation between the rise of industrialization and the rise in average global temperatures. It does not mean that one definitely caused the other, but that is the assumption and what the theory is based on. Finally, you question who the biggest polluters are and ask why the U.S. is targeted. This has to do with the amount of pollution generated in relation to the size of it's population. If everything were equal, you would expect the amount of pollution a country produces to be proportional to the size of it's population. For example, China has 18.2% of the world population but accounts for 29.3% of carbon pollution so their output is higher than would be expected if everything were equal. India on the other hand, has 17.5% of the world population but accounts for only 6.6% of carbon pollution so much lower than you might expect. The United Sates is targeted because it only has 4.3% of the world population but accounts for 13.8% of carbon pollution -- second highest only behind China. But if you look at it on a per person basis, the U.S. produces three times the average so it's producing more carbon pollution per person than any other country. You see similar statistics if you look at the amount of plastics and other waste generated. China produces the most waste but if you divide it by population it ends up being about a half pound of waste per person per day. For India, it's about a quarter pound. For the United States, it's over a pound of trash per person per day. That said, the United States is far better at recycling and not dumping it all in the oceans, but it still could do a lot to reduce the amount of pollution that is created. Both China and the United States are the biggest polluters and changes in those countries would have the biggest impact on global pollution. One problem is that those two countries also drive the world economy so while reduced consumption would reduce pollution, it would also depress world economies. But that is a separate topic for debate. As I said, I'm not an expert and I'm not saying any claims or predictions are true, I'm merely explaining the process and reasoning behind some of the claims that have been made.

It was late Spring this year, and I was feeling horny to Fuck some Cute Ass. I don't use any of these apps, as I like to make a real connection in a bar I went to my usual place, just an ordinary Gay bar in Soho, where Fetish guys also attend. On my second poison of choice (Double Vodka and Coke), this rough looking Guy dressed all in Leather, knee length Boots, trousers, shirt, and even the Masters cap, gave me a knowing smile, walked to wear I was sat, sat next to me, and just started kissing me. His moustache aroused my loins, whilst his firm forceful tongue made me feel submissive. And I am a TOP! He said he saw me walk at the bar earlier, and he had admired my ASS through my Jeans. Coupled with my Boyish looks for my age, he thought I was Bottom, telling me how he'd LOVE to Fuck me and Cum inside me! His directness suited his attire! I told him I am a Top, and that I always use condoms. Direct, and Honest, he told me he was HIV Positive, and briefly told me how he'd done some combination therapies over the years, but for the past 2 years he was off all Medz. He bought us a few round of drinks in one go. We drank, kissed, laughed, groped each other. Then, all of a sudden, to join my increasing alcohol intoxication, I felt an instant Euphoric rush, and it stayed there. 'What did you put in my drink'? His response was a simple Dirty smirk, undone the top button to my Jeans, slipped his hand down and inside my pants, and started to gently probe my hole. Under the influence of intoxication and his assertiveness, I let out a loud moan. He grabbed my rucksack, took my hand, and led me out of the bar. Any longer we'd have been thrown out. He hailed a Taxi, and on our journey back to wherever, he held the back of my head firmly into his Leather crotch, grinding into my face. The smell of his Leather, his perverse control, and my intoxication, I was aching and dripping. Once inside our destination, he stripped me naked, and ordered me to stand still. He circled me a number of times, laughing evilly to himself, saying things like 'Fuck Yeah', and 'What a Perfect Ass', and spanking me several times. I have been spanked before, but never really enjoyed it that much. Of course, I have always loved to do it. BUT, now, it teased me! Again, taking my hand, he led me to the bathroom, and ordered me to lie on the towel that was in the bath. Already set up was an enema kit. He said this would add to the dynamic of our FUN evening ahead. He lubricated the catheter and inserted it into my VERY tight hole (I have only been Fucked a few times until this point, being a Top 15 years or so ever since). He explained I might get stomach cramps, and if so I were to Breath deeply and hold in the water with Muscle control. Once all the water was in he made me hold it for about 10 Minutes, then, I released into the toilet. As it came out, intense waves of Euphoria hit me repeatedly for a few Minutes. I was told to get into the Bath again, where he wet my hole, and shaved it. After, turning on the shower, and ordering me to wash away the loose hair from my hole, and saying I must gently feel my body as the water cascades over me. I did as I was told, and felt every nerve tingle as I touched, and shuddered. WOW!! He dried me off, then made me kneel in front of him, and that I had to look up into his eyes and not avert my gaze. 'From now on, when I say your name, 'Pig', you will address me as 'Master', OK, !?' 'Yes' 'Yes what?' 'Yes Master'. I was a bit off of my face, BUT, I still knew what was going on. Part of me couldn't believe I was letting this happen, BUT, I knew it must be a natural untapped inner dark desire of mine'. His Leather trousers were done up by 2 adjacent buttons that formed a belt for the waist. Either side were 2 zips, that when undone, opened up a flap to reveal his Dick. He unzipped, slowly pulling down the flap, revealing his semi hard uncut Pre-cum oozing Dick in front of my face. Reaching behind to his back pocket, he took out a large handkerchief, and blindfolded me. One hand holding the back of my head, the other guiding his Dick, he smeared his Pre-cum all over my lips, being Verbal with degrading names. I did tell him in the pub earlier that I didn't like the taste of Pre-cum, or Spunk. Here I was, lapping up his salty clear sap. With both hands pulling my head in, he rocked slowly, his length and girth expanding. I felt some drops of Pre-cum squirt to the back of my tongue, as he held firm and steady for at least 5 Minutes, with short hard grinds and thrusts! 'On your back, Pig'. 'Yes, Master'. He threw my pelvis into the air, and started to lick and chew my 'soft smooth pink pussy' as he calls it. Lick and chew, lick and chew. Smacking my Pussy lips in a fast rhythm with the tips of his fingers. I was arching my back, groaning, finding myself giving in to his desire for my flesh more and more. He slipped a finger in, and knew exactly what and where to find, my Prostate. He pressed firm, and rode around in rhythmic circles. Then slipping in a second finger, and keeping up the pressure, with more degrading Verbal. I myself was really leaking Pre-cum, which he scooped up and spread over my face, slapping my face. 'I'm going to teach you how to be a proper Cum whore, aren't I, Pig?' 'Yes, Master'. If anyone had said that to me before I would have told them where to go. BUT, I had submitted, and would continue to keep going darker! Pushing my thighs back, he placed his Bare Dick on my chewed up, wet, and now a little bit sore Pussy. He pushed in part way the head to his Bare Dick. 'My Pig still want his Master to use a condom'? I hesitated. I always had it drilled into me about safe sex. It was NEVER negotiable. But his Bare Dick head was toying with what I 'knew' best. Rationality finally kicked in... 'Yes Please, Master'. His whole demeanor suddenly switched up 20 notches. 'GET UP'. No addressing me as 'Pig'. He spat in my face and slapped me. 'GEEEEETT UUUHP'. I got up, and he grabbed me by my forearm, and led me through what seemed like at least 2 rooms reception rooms. A door to an obviously sound proofed basement opened, and I could suddenly hear thumping Techno Music. I was led down the steep stairs, and thrown into a Sling. No sooner had that happened, I felt both wrists and ankles be restrained. What!? OK, there are at least 3 other people down here. I felt an odd pressure on my upper left arm. Followed shortly by a short quick jabbing pain, then a longer more intense pain. My Heart rate, breathing increased immediately. I started sweating and shaking immediately. And I was writhing in Fucking ecstasy, with every hole anyone and everyone's. I was invincible!! I heard my Master say, 'Take off my Pig's blindfold'. 'Look at the door to your left Pig'. I looked, and the door had in big red letters; 'Master's AIDS Den', with a picture of a Demon above it. Normally that would scare the hell out of me. Now? My Pussy actually twitched! 'Now look ahead, and directly into my eyes, and don't look anywhere else until I have instructed'. My Master had exchanged his Leather shirt for a Harness which perfectly complimented his hairy chest. He has the most huge long nipples! 'Hey Pig'. 'Hey Master'. Our eyes locked. He now and then glanced at his piece of paper and read out the following; 'There are 54 attendees to this HIV Conversion Party, all are wearing an associated wristband... Red wristband ~ Infected 10 yrs or longer, and have either never been on Medz, or been off all Medz 1 year+ = 35 attendees Green wristband ~ Newly infected and diagnosed in the past 6 Months and not on Medz = 14 attendees Black wristband ~ Full Blown AIDS! = 4 attendees, including myself. Blue ~ Negative = 1... That is you Pig, you are my Special Guest, my chosen one! No one may use my Pig until after I've converted him'. FUCK! This Twisted Fucker had this all planned out, very carefully! He undone my restrained left arm, and put on my Blue Wristband. He stepped to one side and said, 'Look straight ahead'. I looked into full length wall mirrors and could see many of the other attendees, and a very well equipped dungeon!! I was in my WORST nightmare, yet, I WANTED it!! I was turned on immensely by everything, especially my Master's personality that would and did change instantaneously!! He undone my other 3 restraints, and with warmth said, 'Up you get Pig'. I feebly got up, with the help of some other guys. I stood at the end of the Sling, knees bent, barely able to stand. My Master carried me near to the edge of a rubber Mattress, at a slight angle to wall mirrors. He took off his Boots and Leather Trousers, then slipped back on his knee length Boots, so in nothing but Boots, and his Harness. He lit up a Cigar, got in between my legs, and banged his throbbing Dick on my hungry wet Pussy. Leaning over me he looked deep into my eyes, took puff after puff of his Cigar and blew it into my face! Pushing down on his dick with his thumb, his Cock Head entered my hole! I let out a HUGE shaking whimper, as I felt us connect on every level. My head dropped to the Rubber Mattress, and fell sideways. I saw him in the mirror pulling on his nipples, puffing on his Cigar, and only fucking me with the Head of his Dick. I caught sight of his very much wasted ASS, and yet, I couldn't stand another moment not being infected by my Master. 'Master, FUUUUHCK me, PLEEEEEASE, FUUUUHCK me NOW. Fuck me HARD. CuM inside me, PLEEEEASE, I NEEEEED you running through me FOREVER!!'. He slid in all the way, held, leaned into my ear, and gently said, 'You WANT My AIDS, Pig'? My fists clenching scrunching hold of the Rubber Mattress, back arching, I whimpered and pleaded; 'YES Master, GIVE me YOUR Demonic Seed. Charge me up'. What the hell was I saying. I had read fantasy stories like this, BUT never ever in my wildest imagination would believe something so sick like this would actually happen, and to ME! Master took his Dick out, got up, walked off. Eh? We had gained an audience and there were several guys wanking around me. Master came back wearing a condom, and instantly penetrated me, and started Fucking me with a decent steady rhythm. He was actually Fucking me, BUT, with a Condom!? 'PLEEEEEASE, take it off, NO, take it off. Breed me! Make me YOURS! INFECT me with your AIDS Master'. 'Good Boy Pig! You've passed the test'. He pulled his Dick out... 'Just as well Master soaked this Rubber in Baby oil'. He gave it one sharp tug, and it snapped! Rolling it down his shaft, and using it as a Cock ring! Pushing my thighs back, he lined up his Dick to my Pussy hole, and slid all the way in. Master said; 'PULL his legs apart'. 2 Guys pulled my legs apart as far as they'd stretch, holding that stretch as my Master Fucked me. Now Fucking me properly... BARE, and with long hard thrusts!!! Master put both of his hands over my throat (I was struggling to breath and swallow properly). He was Grunting, and growling... 'Yeah... Yeah...Yeah'. Suddenly I saw a Demonic EVIL look in his eyes... 'Yeah... Yeah... Yeah'. He was now Fucking me Fast & Hard, repeating over and over 'Yeah... Yeah... Yeah'. I was choking. His strokes became harder and shorter, his grip on my throat became tighter, his eyes pierced mine, looking at me with pure HATE, his entire body tightening... He let out an almighty 'YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES', and he flooded my guts with his high viral load SEED! The 2 other guys stretching out my legs, let go, and my Master fucked his EVIL SEED into me, for at least another 5 Minutes, a light, yet steady firm rhythm, rocking in and out. He leaned in, and said, 'You are now My very own Dirty AIDS Pig' Regaining his composure, he climbed off of me, stood up, made me kneel in front of him, and suck him clean, patted my ASS, and walked off into the Mix. The 2 Guys that were holding my legs apart were straight in there, still in my kneeling position I was dragged into doggy and got spit roasted! The guy up my ASS didn't last long, just a few minutes, gripping onto arms tightly as he shot DEEP into my ASS. I was pulled up to kneeling again and the guy Fucking my face started pounding aggressively, and on the in stroke he held my head tight, I choked, tears streaming down my face as I tried to get to be able to breath, and felt HOT Sperm hit the back of my throat, go down my throat, and fill my mouth (was a BIG Load). I looked up at my throat Fucker, Mouth open, let the excess Sperm dribble down my chin, and swallowed the rest. He smeared the remaining dribbling Spunk all over my face. I fucking LOVED it!! The guy that gave me my second load up my ASS also made me lick his Dick clean. For the first time ever, I'd just taken loads up my Ass, and down my throat, and in my Mouth... And all Poz! And highly Viral at that! Much more happened that night, and day, of course, but, think I have said enough!

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

My first bb fuck & load was with my mate James from school that I trained with when we were 14, we were both very hairy for our age & my first anon load was a few months after when I went cruising with James in the woods on Hampstead heath, he had me bent over sucking him off & offered my hairy arse to the first bloke that came by, he was rough & it was over very quickly, he dumped a huge load in me. Back then 21 was the legal age & though we were both tall, well built & hairy we were obviously under 21 but it didn’t seem to bother any of the blokes we ever went with.

I'm stinky and getting more so. No deodorant or washing for a few day 😁 Still searching for a donor of some crabs 🦀

Well that gave me a hard on need more please

It’s a constant problem on this site... 🤦🏽‍♂️

I've had a few anon tops on line just expect me to be ready, I try and be polite and say I need time. A few have been pushy, so I've said, 'sure if you are happy with shit on your dick'. they quickly got the idea then. Do they really not have enough topping experience to know and understand that a bottom cant always be ready at the drop of a hat (as much as we wish we could be)?

A week ago tonight I hooked up with my new Italian fuck bud. Nice beefy hung 35 yr old guy. Both times we met before he bread my three times. We texted back and forth during the day and we were both pumped up for another hot fuck session. The plan was that when I got to his place he would fuck me at the door and then move to the bedroom. I get to his place. I'm wearing sweats and no underwear and he starts kissing me in the dark and fingering my pre-lubed hole. I wanted to make sure he slid in without too much trouble. He turns me around and he's hard now and he slid his cock into my hole as I stood up against the wall. Three minutes later after a rough fuck he deposits his first load. We then moved to his bedroom and I told him to lie back so I could get up and ride him. He lays back and i lowered my ass down his shaft and started to ride hard. He's pushing his first load deeper into my hole and a few minutes later I got his 2nd load of the night. He's still hard and puts me on my back and continues to hammer my hole. About 10 minutes later he dumps his 3rd load into me. Whew! We have a break and cuddle a while and I'm thinking we are done. After about 20 minutes he asks if I want another load. Hell yes, he puts me on my side and slides into my ass from behind and above me. My ass is getting sore but I keep begging for it. He then shoots again. 4th load. So hot. My ass is a cummy mess. Another break and chat and then he goes back inside me and delivers one more load riding my ass from behind. We snuggled a little more and then I started to head home. We pause at the door and I'm all dressed and he kisses me and starts to finger my wet hole. This sets him off and he turns me around and exhaustingly pumps one last load into me although I'm not sure there was any cum left in his balls but I felt each cock throb. Six loads inside 2 hours. That's a record for me and him he says. Blown away! So hot. Lucky bottom I am. I walked home with wet cheeks and a vey sore asshole.

Chapter 11 Max went to work on my hip and pretty soon I could make out the outline of what I was sure was going to be my new favorite tattoo. “What do you think?” He smiled as my face lite up. “Fuck I love it!” “Give me a few minutes and we’ll get this bad boy filled in, then we can start on Chad’s gift to you, if you’re still up for it.” “Go for it! I can’t wait to see what you fuckers came up with.” “I think you’ll be pleased. Your buddy Adam on the other hand,” he chuckled. “Let’s just say the world’s going to know exactly what he is. So you two together?” “Adam and me,” I laughed. “Nope. We just met last night. He was my surprise from my poz breeders and a reminder of my duty to pass on the gift they gave me. They told me he was shy but all I’ve seen is a cum hungry slut. His little cock stayed soft the entire night and just leaked precum like crazy.” “Yea I get the vibe from him he’s a total sub bottom who needs a good alpha to make him his boy.” “After his little display with you I’d agree, and I think he has the hots for you.” “Okay, all done. What do you think?” I stood up and looked at my new ink in the mirror. “Thanks Max, this is truly amazing. Now every time I see this work of art I’ll see what I’ve become. It beautiful.” I gave him a big hug and kiss. “And just what have you become?” He asked looking at me with a smirk on his handsome face. “Free!” I kissed him again and made sure to stick my tongue deep in his mouth. I had one hand on his ass and with the other one I grabbed his dick through his basketball shorts. He was hard. “I think we should take a break.” I slide down to my knees taking his shorts with me. He was going commando so his huge 9” dick jumped out and smacked in the face. “Damn that thing can poke an eye out.” “Guess you better get it in your mouth then huh. Damn you’re a good cock sucker but if you don’t ease up I’m going to shoot my load and I have other plans for that.” He pulled me off his cock got me on all fours and jammed his hard dick all the way in till his ball smacked up against my ass. “Fuck yeah!” I screamed out. “Damn you have an amazing ass. Can’t believe I finally get to breed you.” He continued plowing in and out of me for awhile until he slammed in all the way and I could feel his load explode deep inside me. “Fuck that was prefect!” He pulled out and I immediately flipped around to clean him off. “Too bad you’re not more passive or I’d make you my sub,” he chuckled. “Good thing you brought Adam.” He grinned. “Hop up on the table and relax for a few minutes. I’m going to go check in on my new ginger.” I laid down on my stomach and promptly drifted off to sleep. I guess the last 24 hours we’re catching up to me. I’m not sure how long I was out for but I soon felt someone touching my back. “Sorry to wake you. But if i don’t get started we won’t get much done today.” “No problem, Max. I was just having this amazing dream I was poz and had a hot load of cum in my pussy.” “Oh that was no dream you slut.” He slapped my ass and went to work. “Now I’ve made a slight adjustment to Chad’s gift. We were going to give you a tramp stamp, but after looking at your gorgeous back I think it needs to go right between your shoulder blades.” Gulp, just how big was this ‘masterpiece’ going to be? After a couple of hours I was at my limit and Max could tell. “It’s almost done. One more session should do it. I’d say you have to wait until it’s completed to see it but I know you’ll run to a mirror the second you’re out of here.” “Yep that’s an accurate statement,” I laughed. “Okay, lay still let me take some pics. Alright you can get up now.” He handed me my phone and I immediately looked at the pictures. Wow holy fucking wow. Perfectly nestled between my shoulder blades was a large bio haz sign and surrounding it was this amazing design that appeared to be made up of letters. “Those are the initials of your breeders who knocked you up.” “Holy fuck Max! That is truly the most beautiful design I’ve ever seen.” “Well I can’t take all of the credit. It was really Chad’s idea and I just took the concept and ran with it,” he grinned. At that moment Chad, Tommy and Adam walked into the room. “Honestly guys this is fucking amazing. Thank you so much.” I grabbed Chad and Max in a tight hug. “So I guess that means you like it,” Chad said. “Love it!” I suddenly noticed Adam standing off to the side. He had a sly grin on his face when he caught me looking at him. “Well damn Adam!” Both his nipples and ears were now pierced, his small cock was locked up and he had a chain with a padlock around his neck. “Turn around boy,” said Max, “show him the best part. Adam turned around, and there on his right ass check were the words ‘daddy’s little slut’ and on his lower back was the perfect tramp stamp. It said ‘neg cum dump’. “So what happens when he converts?” I asked. Adam’s face lite up and said, “Max is going to put a line through neg and tattoo poz above it.” I couldn’t help but start chuckling. “I take it from your reaction that you like it,” I asked. “I fucking love it! And he wants to add a bunch more ink over time. I can’t thank you guys enough. In less than a week my life has been totally transformed.” Max gave him a look and he beelined right to him, dropped to his knees and started sucking him off. “Well fuck me Max,” I said, “I do believe you’ve got yourself your very own ginger boy.” He grinned, “and you guys did a great job of opening up his pussy for me. He’ll be able to take my fist soon.” Chad had his arm around me and gave me a squeeze. “You really like your tat?” “I love it thank you so much.” I gave him a deep kiss. Damn I really loved kissing him. His hand dropped to my ass and he started fingering my already sloppy hole. “Hmm is that my load up there or did Max finally breed you?” “That’s Max’s, he gave it to me after he finished the first tat.” I started moaning when he added a third finger. “God I love how slutty you are. Isn’t your pussy sore by now?” “Yes it’s sore but I can’t help it, it’s hungry for more cum.” “What kind of cum?” Tommy asked. He’d been watching the action from the doorway trying not to get in the way. “Well I’m not picky but I do prefer the poz variety.” “It seems like all the real men here in the shop have had a go at your pussy today.” Referring to Chad and Max, “any chance I can take a turn?” “Chad and Max both said at the same time, “of course you can.” “He’s all loosened up for you, Chad said removing his fingers from my hole. “And already lubed too.” He stuck his fingers in my mouth for me to clean off. “Fuck Max, if you’d told me all your clients were like this I would have moved to your shop years ago. Get over here slut.” So apparently being surrounded by naked men was my new normal. I could get used to that. I walked over to Tommy and grabbed his hard dick. “So are you giving me a poz or neg load, Tommy?” “Poz but I’m undetectable, sorry,” he said sheepishly. “That’s Okay. At least your not neg. You can always go off meds,” I said winking at him as I turned around and backed onto his hard cock. “Fuck your cunt is so sloppy, how many times did Max breed you?” “Only once but I got a load from Chad in the shower before we came over and god knows how many loads I took last night. I just try to keep them in as long as possible.” He was fucking me rough and I was trying to clamp down on his dick but my pussy was really stretched out after all the abuse its taken. After a few minutes he pulled out and called to Max, “hey come here I need your assistance, he’s too loose.” “Of course what do you need?” The room we were in had a couch in one corner. “Lay down on the couch, Scotty climb on top and ride his dick.” We both did as instructed then Tommy came up behind me and pushed me to Max’s chest and shoved his dick in beside Max’s cock. “Holy fucking shit,” I screamed. “Just breathe boy,” Max said and held me tight. “You’ll get used to us in a minute.” They gave me time to adjust then slowly Tommy started moving in and out. I started moaning. “I think he likes it Tommy.” “Don’t stop, don’t stop! Fucking breed my faggot ass!” I have no idea how long they continued the assault on my ass but I was in heaven. Soon I heard Max start to grunt followed closely by Tommy. “Yeah fuckers, flood my cunt with your cum.” They slowly pulled out of my ass and Tommy collapsed on top of me. We all looked over and saw Chad fucking Adam doggy style on the floor. It took us awhile to pull ourselves back together, find our clothes and get dressed. We settled up with Max and were ready to head out. Adam was sitting on Max’s lap behind the counter up front. “Hey Adam you coming with us?” Chad asked. Adam looked at his new Sir and shook his head. “No I’m going to stay here with daddy Max. He promised to keep giving me toxic loads until I’m officially his poz boy.” I started laughing, “you two are perfect for each other. Max, Tommy, thank you both for a very memorable afternoon!” ”Call me when you’re ready to finish up your back and we’ll schedule you in,” Max said as we were waking out. Chad and I left and headed for the subway. “Hey I’m supposed to meet up with a friend for dinner. Do you want to join us?” He asked. I shook my head, “Thanks but I’m going to head home and crash.” “You do look like you’re going to drop from exhaustion. You okay getting home by yourself.” “I’ll be fine. Nothing a hot shower and ten hours of sleep won’t fix. Thanks again for today. It was awesome!” As I was waiting for my train I checked my phone. Fuck! My best friend had left about ten text messages and two voicemails. I hadn’t seen him in a couple years since he lived on the west coast but we usually talked a couple times a month. Except I’d kind of been avoiding him since he had a way of getting things out of me that he had no business knowing. I read a few of his texts then just called him. “Oh thank god I thought you were dead in some ditch!” “No Kevin, I’m very much alive just been crazy busy,” getting pozzed, but he didn’t need to know that. “So I’m in town for a few days on business but I’m staying with Josh.” Fuck! Double fuck!! “Dinner, tonight! I won’t take no for an answer.” “I would love to but I’m just getting over the flu and I’m really wiped out tonight.” Again not really a lie. “Scott I’m worried about you.” “I know and I appreciate it, but I promise you I’m fine. How about we do brunch tomorrow and we can catch up.” “Fine I guess that works. I really want to talk to you about Josh.” “What, is there something wrong?” “No, no he’s fine, I just want to run some things by you is all.” Okay, good you had me worried. Look Kev, I love ya but I’m about to drop dead from exhaustion so I’ll see you tomorrow.” “You’d better be there or there will be hell to pay! And I want every detail about what you’ve been up to. It’s been too long.” Oh this was going to be interesting.

I love it ,straight from The Tap

12 , I was a paper boy, customer asked me to cum in and get my tip. His partner was sitting on couch . Naked and with a raging hard on . He asked me if I liked it . Wasn’t sure . My customer said to come close let and watch . He began to suck his partners cock . I got short of breath and excited. He asked if I wanted to try ? I did it was awesome. My customer took his pants off and sat next to his partner and started stroking his huge cock after while I was sucking him. I learned to love collection night much better . Soon I would go there after school and when I was done delivering papers for the day . Just for a taste !

Damn HOT!!!

Sexy story! I hope you continue with more. Wish I had a boyfriend like that in school... or now

Chapter 3; Once Sir had his initial warm up fun with me, he dried and dressed himself, then as he was about to leave the changing room he gave me my first job to carry out; - I see you have your first Smartphone there Thomas. Finally upgraded from your retro handset you used to have for all those years. - Yes Sir. My brother and I both got one for our 18th birthdays earlier in the week. - Good. Now tonight you will make a short video of yourself fingering your cunt whilst on all fours facing away from camera, during which time you will give a speech on why I should take ownership of you. You will then send me the video via WhatsApp. Here is my card with my number. I expect this task to be completed by 10.30pm. - Yes Sir. After he left the changing room I was left there sat on the benches, naked, and feeling really excited about what had just happened, and what might happen with Mr Jackson. And him referring to my ass as my cunt really fueled my desire to submit to this sexy stud, and for him to take complete possession of me. I messaged my brother to come and fetch me, then got dressed and waited by the school gates. Brother Peter and I told each other everything with an unspoken sense of trust. As he drove us home I told him what had just happened, and he seemed to be showing much more of a keen interest in exactly what went on than I thought he would. And he seemed to be wriggling about in his driving seat. In fact, I got the strong sense he was turned on by it all. Actually, I know my twin like I know myself. I KNOW he was turned on by my tale. We had never discussed his sexuality, but I left it at that. There is always the right time for everything. I spent longer than usual with my family downstairs with our usual evening meal, and time spent in the lounge, so was a good hour late retiring to my bedroom than usual. Once there I installed WhatsApp and entered Mr Jackson's number into my new phone. I had him saved as Sir J. I maneuvered a chair and a box that I kept old vinyl records on top of the chair in front of my bed and placed my phone on top of it. I stripped naked, climbed on my bed getting on all fours, and proceeded to finger my asshole. Using voice recognition I commenced filming, then gave the speech that was requested of me as I continued to probe my hole; - Sir, good evening. I think you should take ownership of me because I am a true sub deep within my soul, and [ groan ] ... ''oh fuck'' [ groan ] ... ''oh yeah'' ... and I have a burning desire to serve and obey, with my body and mind. I need to be molded into what an owner exactly wants and [ groan ] ... ''oh fuck, fuck, oh god'' [ groan ] ... ''oh yeah, shit'' ... needs from me. To my owner I would be completely loyal and do all is required to please him in every which way. Thank you for considering me, Sir. Well, that was it, I was now so horned up and I needed a release. I stopped the filming, flipped over to lay on my back, took hold of my dick, and began to masturbate as I continued to finger my hole. I was fantasizing about Mr Jackson pounding me hard as he took my virginity. After a few minutes of tugging away I heard a *Scruff* message come through on my phone. Could it be Sir. The thought that it could be is only how I could stop playing with myself. Indeed, it was from him; - Where is my video I am expecting? I checked the time stamp. Ooooops, it was 10.57pm, so I had missed my deadline he had set. - Sorry Sir. I just finished it, and now I am masturbating, and am close to shooting a load. I will send it in a few minutes once I have cum. I put my new phone to the side and recommenced my tugging. A few more *Scruff* messages came through over the next few minutes as I finished myself off. Oh, maybe they are from others who have seen that I am now online. So, I continued my mission and soon was shooting a huge load onto my belly, chest, chin, and some even hit the headboard. I don't think I had ever cum so much. Mr Jackson's new presence in my life was really turning me on. And I was very much eager for this to develop. Covered in cum I checked my phone for the latest *Scruff* messages; - You had better be kidding me when you say you are masturbating. What did I say to you yesterday; You are not permitted to touch your dick. That meant for all time. You need to learn that your dick is no longer your sexual organ. Your primary and only sexual organ you possess is your cunt. And that is how you will refer to it from now on. Not your ass or asshole. It is 'your' cunt! - Oi, boy, answer me. - Okay, if you are not serious about being 'OWNED' then we'll leave this seedling right here and take it no further into the light. He sure knew how to draw me in ... - Sorry Sir. I'm here. I'm here. Sorry, yes, I did masturbate, and I did cum. It is all over my belly, chest, and chin still. I thought when you said I was not allowed to touch my dick, I thought you meant only before our meeting today. I saw he had read my message. But then 30 minutes had passed and he had said nothing even though he was still online. - Sir, I am really sorry. I did not realise you meant I was not allowed to touch my dick again. I now fully understand my cunt is now my only sexual organ I possess, and shall proceed as such. I am sorry Sir. *I waited for a few minutes, and then ... - I am pleased you now understand, boy. In two days time, at 11pm Sunday night you will for one final time masturbate, but you will not play with yourself until then. Once you have shot your load you will eat all the cum you have ejaculated over your body. You will film this, and as you are eating it you will look directly into camera and say; ''I am ready and willing to be a loyal, obedient, and subservient cum faGGot for you, Sir'' - You will say this each time you take a scoop of your final load into your mouth. - Yes Sir. I will obey your instructions. And I will now send you the video I made tonight for you. - Good boy.

Hope you have more adventures 😁

This is a great story. I can’t wait for the next part.

I don't hear much from guys that started as a cumdump then stopped cause they worried about it. Most cumdumps I know remain that way because the desire for cum is so obsessive. They rarely think of the consequences and there's so many opportunities here in FL. Sooner or later they will convert, and honestly, HIV is not that bad. My doc says it's just another treatable disease. I'm NOT saying you should chase it, just being realistic. Please don't get in my case if you're against promoting it. Face it, it comes with the lifestyle. Most guys really can't stop.

Show me The ways!

I discovered the joy of getting gangbanged in a totally unplanned spontaneous session. Was at a friend's pool party and after dark when everyone was pretty well trashed from a full day of drinking the sex got started and and went on for hours. At first my boyfriend and I were only watching but after a while we were so horned up from watching the fun that we ended up joining the party and he fucked his load in me on one of the chaise lounges around the pool. Was my first experience having sex in public with others watching and I was blown away by the experience. It felt so good being a slut and knowing that other guys were getting off watching me be a dirty whore. Another bottom was getting gang fucked and loaded up on the diving board and when he couldn't take it anymore my boyfriend dared me to take his place. I was horny and said WTF and laid on my back with my legs in the air on the diving board. Wasn't long before I was getting gangbanged by several tops and taking their loads. It felt amazing to get fucked with my ass full of cum and the more I got the more I wanted. I had always enjoyed bareback porn and fantasized about what it would feel like to be the cum sloppy bottom taking multiple cocks and loads but prior to this experience I was always very conservative and selective about who I let cum in my ass. Needless to say, that was the night I found out I loved being a cumdump. My ass was full of cum and making "squishing" sounds as I got fucked repeatedly. As hot as that "squishing" sound was the feeling of all that cum in my ass was even hotter. Ended up taking 5 cocks and loads before I was done. Guess who was next on the diving board and took 4 loads? My boyfriend. That night was the start of our journey into bareback depravity and it wasn't long before we started hanging out at bathhouses and the back room at our favorite club being cum craving bottom sluts. We broke up years ago but remained friends and fuck buddies and still to this day hang out together 3 or 4 times a year and go to bathhouses and sleazy clubs to be used as cumwhores. So, to answer the question, for me getting gangbanged and filled with cum is an amazing experience.

I went to a pretty big bareback sex party this winter. It was in 2-bedroom hotel suite, and at its full capacity, there were easily 50-60 guys in the place. Picture a living room full of bags and clothes, piles of fresh towels for the tops, and moaning coming from each corner of the room. I was one of the 'designated' bottoms - getting there early, helping set up and I could spend the night there. Not much sleep of course. Party started at 8 PM. At 3 AM I was still getting pounded as the place started to empty out. There were some slower moments throughout the night, but for the most part, it was non-stop fucking. It was still the sluttiest, most thrilling experience I had so far. If things go well, your hole is not sore, it's just really open, wet and sloppy - exactly how most tops liked it. I didn't count how many loads, but I remember at least twenty or so guys/faces fucking me. If the tops are taking turns and fucking hard, you lose track of time easily after 10 minutes. It's a very deep and raw feeling - almost animalistic. Hard to explain fully. Whoever is fucking you also doesn't matter anymore. You just feel the cocks, one after the other. Some guys told me that's why they like blindfolds - something I might try next time. You feel degraded, slutty, objectified and you accept that you're basically just two holes on all fours for the night. I've been telling a lot of guys, tops and bottoms, that being a bareback cum dump bottom is like climbing a sexual Everest. I think it's one of the most masculine / raw / sexual thing you can experience, despite whatever names some guys might call you (slut or boy).

Ok so last night I was home alone...didn't go out. Was just feeling horny and my hole was craving cock like no other! I wanted to get turned out for sure. I texted my buddy to see if he wanted to come over. He has stealth fucked me in the past, though he's neg, it was always hot. It has been more than four months since I had been nailed and I just recently was tested for HIV, with negative results. My hole was DROOL'N for a rough, dirty rape! Well my buddy finally texted me back around 2:00 AM, saying he had just been pounded by a huge nine inch thick black cock. I was beyond envious, I was PISSED! In any event, he went on to tell me the whole story. He started chatting with a hot, thuggish black man on SCRUFF who had a huge thick cock that was just over nine inches. The two of them arranged to meet. My buddy is in a relationship and they love to shock each other, so my buddy took this huge thug cock home, just the two of them. He said he couldn't even get his mouth around the guy's dick! WOOF. The thug turns the my buddy around and spat on his hole, and started to grind his ass crack. A couple times he ground so low that on the up stroke the head of his cock got caught on my buddy's hole. The thug held him down and forced himself in all the way in one motion. My buddy said it hurt so fucking bad that he yelled. The thug pulled out and started to try again but this time slower. My buddy stopped him and asked him to put a condom on. The guys said that he could try. They fumbled around but it was not going on, so my buddy asked, "What's your HIV status?" The thug replied "Neg. Clean" He also said he didn't BB unless the bottom was also negative. In addition the thug said he was exclusively a top. So my buddy agreed to bareback. The thug threw my buddy on the bed and virtually rape-mode. SO HOT! In the middle of the action my buddy's boyfriend came home. While he might have been initially somewhat shocked by what he saw as he opened the door, the shock dissipated quickly enough and he elected to join-in, sliding his cock in his boyfriend's mouth as the thug resumed fucking. This continued to the expected climax: that thug's huge thick nine inch cock erupted, blowing its load into my buddy's raw gut. My buddy texted me this story telling me he still had the thug's hot thick load inside his ass. YUM. Ok so I heard the story, saw the pic of the guy on scruff and totally wanted in on the action myself, so I went onto Scruff, found the thug and messaged him inviting him to I received no reply. Shit. GRRRRR. Pissed and totally jealous of my buddy, I rolled over and went to sleep. This morning I awoke to my phone blow'n up on SCRUFF. It was the THUG! He totally wanted to nail me and started brag'n how he just made a guy take his huge cock and load last night. Of course I was thinking 'I know the whole story - HOT'. He asked if I take it raw. Wanting to sound like a pig I replied "I only BB." (Now this is where I got an instant hard on!) The thug replied "Fuck yeah! I'm POZ and would love to breed you." My heart sank as my dick went hard. My buddy had been stealthed and had this thug's toxic juices running through his veins. I told the guy I was DOWN. He said it had to be now because he was leaving for LA in an hour. I had no car so my boner went limp. Again I was pissed, but I screen shot the texts of our messaging to to my buddy, including when the thug said he was POZ. Naturally he has been freaking out all day. He has no contact info for the guy, no name, nothing. I've already jacked off twice to this whole situation. So hot! But yet...I'm still neg.

You've hit the nail on the head, einathens - you can be clear without being rude. Yes, some people are apparently so starved for attention that if you respond "Thank you", they take it as an invitation to start outlining how your first date's going to go. That can be handled politely too. Here's how it goes with me: PersonI'mNotInterestedIn: Nice pics guy! Me: Thank you, that's very kind of you. PINII: Nice pics guy! Me: Thank you, that's very kind of you. PINII: YW, I'd sure love to meet you and shower you with attention Me: Again, very kind of you. Thanks - and good luck in finding what you're looking for! Keeping things polite but formal isn't hard and you eventually get across the message. And sometimes, yes, you do have to be clearer: PINII: So when do u want to meet so we can fuck? Me: I'm sorry, I don't think I said I was in a position to do that. I don't see that happening, though it's always nice to know someone's interested. Good luck! Note: while I do believe one must always respond to polite compliments, there's no need to respond to impertinence or rudeness. PINII: your hot Me: Thank you, very kind of you. PINII: always answer ME with SIR YES SIR u wrothless fagit Me: [sounds of crickets chirping]