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Chapter 6 "I can't believe I got to fuck Captain Charlie Anderson," I said while playing with his nipples. "If you only knew how many times I've jacked off fantasizing about this exact moment." "Brody, I'm really nothing special." "You really don't get it do you? Fuck that makes you even hotter, you're so damn humble and it's not an act. Throw in the fact that you're a twisted pig and I think I'm in love." He started laughing, "okay the twisted pig part is definitely right on the money." "You have to tell me, how did this little club of yours start and how can I join?" "Well about a year ago I had a flight with my old buddy, the one I told you about earlier, the one fucking James. Anyway, that night as we were 'catching up' we started talking about how great it would be if there was a list of guys who worked for the airline who liked to fuck around no questions asked. That way the second you saw each other you wouldn't have to play the games and could get right to fucking. No strings attached just hardcore fucking." I chuckled, "isn't that what all those hookup apps are for?" He squeezed my dick, "be nice you little fuck." He smiled at me, "yes, there's all those apps, smarty ass, but how many times have guys flaked on you when you're trying to get laid?" "Okay, you have a good point there." "We have a few rules in our club. Unless you're sick you can't turn down any club member who wants to fuck. It's only sex you're not getting married. You have to be versatile and respect the other guys limits. And, up until a few months ago we were safe only." "What changed that rule?" "When we brought in our newest member, as we were telling him the rules he told us 'sorry can't do condoms I'm allergic to then but you don't have to worry about me I'm on PrEP.' That was kind of the beginning of the end of that rule." I chuckled, "I can imagine. Once you have that first raw cock or slip your raw dick in a tight warm hole it's all over." I was slowing working my hand down towards his stiffening cock. "Yep, as we all soon learned. So we changed the rules to no condoms but you had to be on PrEP. My buddy always liked to have porn in on the background as we played and I noticed it gradually changed from safe only to raw only to pozzing only." He was rock hard now. "I also noticed that I was shooting my biggest loads with him when there was poz porn on." I climbed on top of him and sat on his dick. He moaned and grabbed my hips to push me all the way down. "Mmm, go on. I can't imagine all your group would be too happy about this change." "Yep your exactly right. Most of the guys would never go for it but my buddy is very good about sniffing out other pigs." I was slowly moving up and down riding his cock. "Ahh," he moaned, "we were up to about thirty guys in our little safe/PrEP only group. Then we met James." He grinned, "god I've never met such a slut." I laughed, "yep he's got an amazing cunt but he's also a total bottom." "Well let's just say that James started his own group and took several of us with him. There's only seven of us so far including my boys but something tells me we'll slowly get some of the old members to come over to the dark side." He had the most evil sexy look on his face. I leaned down and gave him a big kiss. All this talk must have been getting to him because he quickly pulled me down onto him while lifting his hips up driving his cock even further into me. "Ahh fuck yeah, take me last neg load." When he came down from his high I climbed off his cock and made my way down in-between his legs, first to clean him off then to taste his cummy hole. I rimmed his hairy cum fille cunt for awhile until he couldn't take it anymore. "Oh my god that feels so good but damn, I need anther toxic load. Please breed me again make sure your seed does the job." You don't have to tell me twice. I slowly pushed my hard dick deep inside him. I could see my slow pace was driving him insane. "You like that poz cock inside your neg body don't you?" "Holy fucking shit, YES!" He screamed out, "fuck my ass knock me up. Free me!" I picked up my pace and was soon jackhammering his cunt. The look on his face was pure bliss. We lost track of time so I don't know how long we were at it until I started to blast my load. "Well I don't know for sure but after three toxic loads in your well prepped ass I'd say your neg days are numbered." I pulled out and laid next to him. He put his arm around me and squeezed. "Thank you so much. I had no idea when I started the day that I'd end up here." "No regrets?" "None, this feels so fucking freeing I can't explain it." "You don't need too, I totally understand. So, other than your leader James, are you the first potential poz member?" "Well as far as I know yes." "Mmm fuck that's hot." We dozed off and woke up in the morning to several text messages all from members of his little club. Apparently his boys had made sure to spread the news that their father had taken the poz plunge. I told him to get on all fours and proceeded to give him load number four. I also took a few pics of my dick inside his cummy hole for him to send to his guys. While he was busy texting I jumped in the shower. He stuck his head in the bathroom a few minutes later. "Hey sexy, I'm going to head to my room to get cleaned up. I'll meet you downstairs with the others in an hour to catch the shuttle. "Oh and by the way, you're a fucking hero and the guys want you to join our little group." Mmm more neg holes to convert, that definitely works for me. For our flight to Atlanta I made sure I was working the back of the plane because there was no way in hell I trusted myself not to jump Charlie everytime I saw his tight ass. But the hardest part was keeping a straight face with Mindy. "Oh my god, did you see Captain Anderson when he bent over to help that lady with her bag? His ass looks so amazing in his uniform. I bet he wears them extra tight on purpose to drive us ladies crazy." Well he's definitely trying to drive someone crazy, it just ain't you. I just smiled at her, "well you're right, he certainly looks sharp in his uniform." "Thank God he's not gay or I wouldn't stand a chance against you." Holy shit it took every ounce of self-control not to brust out laughing. If she only knew he still had my toxic cum in his ass. "We missed hanging out with you last night. I hope you'll join us tonight. We can dish about all the hot guys that work for the airline." "Oh that sounds like so much fun," not! "but I have a friend that lives here that I'm going to meet up with tonight." I gave her my saddest look. I was so going to hell. "Oh damn, we didn't get to hang at all." "Well hopefully we'll get to work together again soon." Yep definitely going to hell. We made good time and were soon on the ground. We checked into our rooms and I jumped in the shower to make sure I was all cleaned out. When I got out of the shower I noticed a text from Charlie, 'room 713'. I threw on a pair of shorts and t-shirt, grabbed my keys and headed out. I knocked on the door and my mouth hit the floor when the twins opened the door. Well damn this just got interesting.

My Boyfriend, the POZZING Porn Star Chapter 1. My boy and I loved fucking and getting fucked by new guys. We played together and apart, and always with no secrets or going behind each others’ backs. We were both turned on by sharing our extracurricular activities, so no need to hide them from one another, but we remained discrete in public. None of our non-sex friends knew of our exploits. When we played together, we often took snaps or short videos with our phones so we had a spank bank for when apart, or to send to guys on the apps. We were always careful to not show our faces or those of our playmates so we didn’t give too much away. We have a small circle of men that we play with and share. Most of the guys are on PrEP and regularly tested, but sometimes a new guy shows up, status unclear. That’s when my boy gets especially piggy. My boy and I had been to swap parties with a couple of regulars too, and I made sure to keep my eyes open at the gym for well hung guys we should get to know better. A few weeks ago, I was at the gym showering after a workout. A handsome tall black guy came into the stall opposite mine. Without curtains, I watched as he soaped up and started getting hard. He winked at me as he jerked is massive cock. I fisted my own tool and we maintained eye contact as we both got closer to orgasm. I shot first into my hand, lapping up my seed. He loved watching that and shot a HUGE load against the stall tile. I mean, a huge load. It dripped down the walls. I swear I’ve never seen a bigger or more impressive cumshot. We headed to the locker rom and toweled off. His big semi-hard dick was still floppy and beautiful. I asked if he wanted to fool around sometime with me and my boy, and he nodded. I showed him a few pics of me and my boy sharing raw cock. He told me he was POZ and his meds had been wreaking havoc on his system so he’d stopped them a few months ago. I told him that would be fine with me, and that I loved sharing POZ cum with my boy. He asked if we were on PrEP, and I told him yes, but my boy could likely be convinced to stop for a few weeks for a special occasion. I told him my boy would not believe the size of his load. He suggested we all get together that afternoon, and made sure I would be ok with my boy taking his POZ load. We headed to my place in hopes that he’d soon be balls deep in my boy’s raw hole. My boy wasn't home when we got there, and I messaged him telling there was a BIG surprise waiting for him. He told me he was going to be late at work. Our new POZ gym buddy wouldn’t be able to wait around to meet up, but was horny to blow another load. I sucked his cock until he was good and hard. I thought about sitting on his cock, but knew he was too big for me. I’d much rather watching his big raw cock sliding in and out of my boy. Then, I had a really raunchy idea. I got a condom from the bedside table and the guy looked at me in disgust. I told him there was a way for me to get his cum into my boy. His eyebrows raised. I told him I wanted to collect his big toxic load in the rubber, and squeeze it into my boy’s ass. He told me he would if I’d video it. I wholeheartedly agreed and sucked as much of his cock down my throat as I could. When he was getting close, I opened the Magnum and rolled it over his cockhead. It barely covered a third of his massive dick. He shot another huge load, filling the condom with so much seed that the top of his cock disappeared in white cloudy cum. I carefully pulled the condom off him and tongue bathed him. He got dressed and headed out. An hour or so later, my boy came back exhausted. I made him a drink or three and we had a nice warm shower together. I had him change into his favorite jock and we got into bed. He prefers his cock to be off-limits when he’s getting fucked, so got him on his hands and knees and started eating and fingering his hole. I told him about my new gym buddy, and he got super hard, straining the pouch to its limits. I told him that the guy was well hung, toxic, and shot an epic load. I reached into the drawer and carefully pulled out the condom, telling him it would be so hot to see the stud’s massive toxic load inside his gaping hole. My boy moaned into the pillow as I pressed the rubber to my boy’s ass. I told him the guy’s load was so big it would drip down his thighs. He grunted into the mattress while I pushed the reservoir against his crack, forcing cum into him. I told him I’d love to put POZ cum inside him, and my boy growled. I grabbed my phone and started recording a video. I told him I’d love to fuck POZ seed deep into his guts as I emptied that whole fresh load into him. My boy wiggled his butt as I lined up to fuck him. My dick met the inside-out rubber and molded to my dick. I made sure every drop of cum was inside my boy before I ripped it off an rammed my bare cock inside him. I pounded my boy’s juicy cunt until POZ cum was sloshing out around my balls. I asked my boy if he knew why he was so wet. He shook his head. I told him what I’d done and pressed the empty condom into his hand. He looked confused as we never use rubbers. When he realized I was forcing fresh toxic seed into him, he came without even touching himself. His cum soaked through the jock’s pouch and puddled on the mattress. I was still filming. I filled him up with my own cum and we collapsed into a sticky heap until my softening cock plopped out followed my an impressive flow of cum. I smiled into the phone’s camera and stopped recording. I texted the video to the POZ stud and cradled my used up boy as he fell asleep. What I didn’t know was that my new buddy was going to upload it to his website where strangers would see me willingly putting POZ cum inside my boy. I also didn’t know he’d eventually film himself breeding my boy, and sharing my boy’s holes with his friends. To be continued…

Hooked up with a 28 yr old bi Irish traveller lad called Cian, not the best looking lad but his solid stocky body, big fat hairy uncut dick, big hairy balls & hairy arse/big hairy tree trunk legs made up for it, that and his ripe manly smell! There was no foreplay, he spat on his fingers and fingered it in up my cunthole as hard and rough as he could before getting me on my back, spreading my legs & ramming his thick uncut 9” dick balls deep in me, his veiny shaft is as thick as 3 of my big man fingers, big swollen purple mushroom bell end almost completely covered with his foreskin of which he had a good 1.5” of overhang when he pushed it forward while hard! It’s a juicy leaky dick that spewed a constant river of precum, his overhang acting like a reservoir till he pulled his skin back and let it pour in my mouth or o my cunthole for lube!! Even all that precum and spit didn’t stop the eye watering ring sting from him ramming in me so hard & deep! Gasping & whimpering as he prolonged the stinging burn as he mercilessly smashed into my cunthole, breathing deep as I worked my nipples hard waiting for that magic moment when the pain would suddenly become pleasure! I was growling and moaning with pleasure as the waves flowed deep in my guts as he thrust in & out! He pulled my hands from my nipples and started rubbing the tips with his rough skinned thumbs! As I started howling & writhing about he fucked me harder clamped each nipple between 2 fingers and rubbed them harder till my body trembled into orgasmic ecstasy! My hard dick squirting everywhere as it pulsated! My cunthole clamped on his dick in spasms which made him blow his huge load as he tried to thrust through the tightest grip! I felt his dick pumping hard & fast & felt my cunthole filling up, after 5 or 6 squirts he pulled out covering my belly and chest with 2 big wet juicy squirts of cum then shoved back in me as he kept pumping in me. He pulled me to the edge of the bed, grabbed an empty glass on the bedside table & as he pulled out his cum gushed out all down the side of the bed soaking the towel on the floor & half filled the tumbler glass. He put the glass down and slumped on the bed next to me, still spaced out from the intense orgasm I clocked his rock hard dick and gently sucked it clean getting my first real taste of his delicious cum, I then got up with his cum still leaking down my inner thighs and drank the glass of his cum. He pulled me back down on the cum & sweat soaked duvet straddled me and moved in to kiss me, by now is bad teeth & looks didn’t matter I wanted more of him and I grabbed the back of his head and pulled him in for some full tongue sloppy man snogging! Before I knew it he had me on my knees leaning on the side of the bed as he fucked me hard from behind again working my nipples & cunthole mercilessly till he made me cum, he made me orgasm twice before flooding my cunthole with his second big load! In his thick irish accent he told me my cunt was a better fuck than his Mrs cos I could take more punishment then her! We carried on fucking & he bred another 2 big loads in me, he filled the glass with the last 2 loads as he pulled out giving it to me to drink before he had to go. As he left he asked if I was free again tomorrow, I told him I was all his from midday!! Can’t fukkin wait! 🍆💦💦💦💦💦💦💦

Chapter 5 Five minutes later I answered the door wearing just a jock strap. Charlie was standing there still talking on the phone. I gave him a look and let him into the room. As has passed by me he touched my biohaz tat with his free hand. He handed me his phone. "My son wants to talk to you." Okay yeah nothing weird about that at all. "Hello," I said into the phone. "Hey, this is Jeff." "Uhh, hi Jeff. Brody here." Seriously what the fuck. "Man when my dad said you were on his flight I couldn't believe it, I was so jealous." "I'm sorry, do I know you?" "No, sorry you must think I'm crazy." "Umm yeah, the thought had crossed my mind." "Dad didn't tell you about the video did he?" I was going to kill James! "Yeah no just the picture." "Do you mind putting me on speaker." I handed the phone back to Charlie and told him his son's request. "Damn dad I can't believe you didn't tell him about the video." "Yeah dad I can't believe you left out that part," I said smirking at him. "Well James said to be really discreet with it so I didn't want you to be mad at him." The video in question was made during one of our really intense sessions where he was begging me to poz his cunt and I was equally as verbal telling him what a fucking bug chasing whore he was, or something like that. I took the video using his phone so I made sure to keep my face out of it but did capture his just to make sure he'd never share it. Yep how'd that work out for me. Charlie had pulled up the clip and showed it to me. It was only a couple minutes long and you could only see my hard dick and my red pubbes pounding the hell out of his cunt. Oh yeah I forgot I made him bled a little that time. The shot pushed up and got a very clear picture of James's face grunting in a mixture of pleasure and pain. As the camera pulled back to my cock it fumbled a bit and while you couldn't see my face it did catch the tat on my arm. "Okay I've never watched that but fuck, I have to admit that was pretty hot. But James is crazy for sharing that video." "Yeah, probably but damn if that hasn't made him extremely popular among our special group." I looked down and Charlie had his hard cock out and was stroking. "Hmm, so safe to say you're not so straight." "Nope 100% gay," he saw the confused look on my face. "It was a marriage of convenience. She continued fucking the guys she wanted and I kept fucking the guys I wanted. Our families were happy and left us alone." "And your boys?" "Drunken night thirty years ago," he chuckled. "I always played safe until several months ago when I was staying with my boys and walked in on them barebacking." "Each other?" I asked suddenly getting even harder. "Yep." "Oh dear god, please tell me you joined in." I could hear his son laughing on the phone. "Did he ever. We had no clue what a perverted twisted slut he was. He didn't even baulk when he saw I was breeding my little brother's cunt." "Well in my defense watching your raw cock go in and out of his hole was so fucking hot, how could I not join in." I was still trying to wrap my head around what the hell was happening in my own hotel room. My fucking wet dream of a man was stroking his hard cock in my room while his son was on the phone telling us about their threesome. If this was a dream, Do Not Wake Me Up! "Dad I can't believe your still talking to me. You should have at least one load of toxic cum deep inside you by now." Damn he was right. I grabbed his shorts and yanked them down, pushed him over the chair and rammed my dick in all the way, my balls bouncing off his ass. He let out a loud moan. "Damn your ass feels amazing on my dick. Here I thought you were such a straight-laced clean-cut guy but underneath your tight uniform you're a nasty fucker." I kept pumping inside him. "What would Mindy think if she saw you taking my dick now?" "Who fucking cares! Oh my god, I have a poz cock in me. Fucking breed my ass, fill me with your toxic cum." I slammed all the way in and blasted my load. I pulled out and he flipped around to clean me off. "Damn that was amazing. I can't believe I finally took a poz load." "Fuck! That was hot dad. I just shot my load listening to you take that poz cock. Damn we should've FaceTimed so I could have watched." We'd forgetten his kid was still on the phone. "Damn I'm calling you back I want to see your cummy hole." Seconds later Charlie's phone notified him of the FaceTime call. "Hey dad, okay now show me your cunt." "Damn you've got a bossy kid," I chuckled. He handed me his phone, laid back on the bed and spread his legs. Oh in case you were wondering he was even hotter with his clothes off. His muscular legs were covered in dark brown hair and his hole, yummy, especially matted down with my cum. "Hey Jeff," I said waving at him, "fuck me! You're as hot as your dad." He blushed. I aimed the phone at his dads ass so he could see how beautiful it looked. I started rubbing my fingers around his hole, pushing my load back inside. He started moaning again. I pulled my cummy fingers from his hole and brought them up to his mouth to clean off. This time the moan was coming from phone. "God dad I'm so jealous of you right now." "So, you fucking slut, just how serious are you about catching the bug?" I asked as I returned my fingers to Charlie's ass, slowly circling his hole. He looked me right in the eye and said, "very serious, I need to be pozzed. It's all I can think about." I handed him back his phone got off the bed and went to my suitcase. I pulled out my lucky pozzing toothbrush and walked back over too him. I waved the toothbrush in front of him, "again I ask, how serious are you?" "Holy shit dad, why the fuck aren't I there man." "Yeah slut you want this brush inside your cunt too huh." "Yes, yes oh my god yes!" "Umm hey guys remember me the neg guy in the room," Charlie said pouting. Jeff and I both started laughing, "sorry dad I'm just so horny I can't help myself. Do it dad!" "You heard my kid, brush that toxic cum into my body. Knock me the fuck up." I stuck the same brush I'd used in my poszing deep into Charlie's ass, moving it around in a circular motion. He flinched a few times as I really went for it. After a few minutes I pulled the toothbrush out and showed it to Jeff first before Charlie saw it. I'd torn him up good, the brush was a beautiful dark pink. I was so horny I didn't even give him a chance to catch his breath before I slammed home and started pounding his ass. In the background I could hear Jeff talking to someone new. "Damn Hunter, hurry up and get in here, dad's about to take his second toxic load, you have to see this." "What the fuck? Who's that breeding dad?" "That's Brody, the poz guy that knocked James up." "Damn I was only gone an hour what the hell happened." All their chattering was staring to distract me so I turned the camera so I could see what was going on. "Hey Brody, this is my little brother Hunter. He's a little late to the party. Keep fucking dad I haven't seen anything this hot in ages." "Little brother my ass. You're only thirty minutes older than me." "Boys, so help me god if you don't shut the fuck up so Brody can concentrate on pozzing my ass we're hanging up." I looked from the screen to Charlie with my mouth wide open. "Twins, your boys are twins?" "You didn't really think I had sex with my wife twice did you?" I looked back at the screen to see the boys looking back at me. Fuck me, twins. They both grinned then started making out. That's all it took to push me over the edge. I shot a huge load into Charlie's wrecked ass. When I finished cumming I collapsed on top of him and gave him a nice wet deep kiss. He's took the phone and told his boy we were going now. "Wait dad, don't go yet. Holy shit that was so hot, are you home tomorrow and if so please tell us your bringing Brody with you because we're next." He chuckled, no our flight tomorrow is to Atlanta and then we're back home the following day. Then I'm off for a few days." "I'm not so lucky," I said, "I'm on duty till Wednesday than off till Monday." "Hmm, what time do you get into Atlanta tomorrow?" The boys asked. "I think we're on the ground around five if all goes well." "We're assuming you'll be doing a repeat of this tomorrow?" Charlie and I looked at each other and grinned. "Yep, so we definitely expect a call so we can watch again." "Goodnight boys." "We're serious dad. You have no idea how hot that was too watch." "I think I have some idea. Bye," he said then disconnected the call. "I am so sorry about that. They're good kids but definitely sick and twisted." "Just like their dad. I can't wait to meet them," I said then continued to kiss him.

Either a jockstrap or nothing. Thongs just get in the way. A cumdump needs to keep their pussy open, lubed and available for fucking. That's what they are for. If tops want to keep a faggots cock n balls concealed, the bottom needs to wear a jockstrap but in any other case they should wear nothing. Bottoms should always wear as little clothing as possible to show off the goods and for easy fucking.

Took my cum sloppy cunthole over to a sleazy hairy pig top fuck bud of mine who loves risky outdoor breeding! The drive over helped some of Cian’s cum slosh it way from deep in my guts down to my plugged cunthole! When I told Tommy there was gypo pikie cum ready to gush out when he pulled my plug he got very excited with his track top unzipped showing off his gorgeous ripped furry body & his dick bulging swinging about in his joggers he got my joggers off leaving me in my t-shirt & trainers, grabbed the back of my neck & marched me out of his flat on to the freezing cold landing then on to the stairwell. He bent me over on the steps spreading my feet wide apart then pulled out the plug! A fart, splutter then juicy gypsy cum squelched out! He pulled out his fat uncut dick & shoved it in my cunthole! I push with my cunthole muscles & made more cum squirt down his shaft! He raided my cunthole hard till he dumped his thick load in me. He left me on the stairs & went to grab my joggers. I got dressed in the lift going down, plug back in me. He drove us in his van a few minutes to another estate with several big blocks of flats. He got me in some bushes behind some garages, there was a gang of about 10 to 15 lads black lads & a few white lads, all hench rough looking lads that probably wouldn’t think twice about doing over a pair of queers fucking in a bush. Tommy gagged my mouth with his hand slowly pulled out the plug & slid his throbbing dick in me. My initial fear turned to arousal as we watched all these str8 lads most with their joggers half way down their arse & their hands in their pants touching their own dicks! Tommy slowly fucked my cunthole as we watch till they finished smoking their spliffs & dispersed most by car some by foot. Once out of site we went to move further back away from the road so Tommy could fuck me hard and load me up again. To our surprise one of the tall muscular black lads was waiting lurking in the shadows with his huge uncut dick out stroking it away, he got us to follow him into one of the garage lockups & told Tommy he wanted to bust my his bitches pussy!! This lad was at least 6’3” tall very muscular with what looked to be 11 inches of curved black cock! He shoved it up me as he gagged my mouth with his big hand shoving his beany hat in my mouth! He filled my guts with his huge dick bent over on top of me pinning me to the bonnet of the car, The feeling of his big muscles against my body & his dick so deep in me was so horny soon my legs trembled & I was having a big anal orgasm!! He kept saying “ dats it white boy, nigga make ur pussy cum hard!! “ he then told me to milk his dick hard if I wanted his baby in my belly!! I liked him as hard as I could, Tommy was stood watching & shot his load on my hole & the lads dick! He started fucking me harder and harder, my dick spewing my cum down the the front of the car then he thrust hard, his muscles tensed as he held me & made a deep grunting growling noise as he bred his big load in me. I sucked him clean when he pulled out, as we left he slipped a card in my pocket & said to txt him for a session sometime. I’m gunna feel him in my guts for days! 🍆💦💦💦💦

Summer holiday is coming to an end so made the most of it. Hot scruffy guy I have been chatting to on grindr for awhile was in the area. He was horny and preloaded, sloppy seconds a big turn on for me. Came around, both got naked in the lounge, kissed, smelled and touched, he turned around. I felt his moist arse and then he guided my cock in, nothing like a cum pre-lubed arse. Fuck him hard, flooded his guts and added to his cummy ass. Kissed and he left. Last words him leaving to return to work was he hopes he doesn't leak too much.

I love to watch others playing and fucking. I’m top only for fucking and love sliding my cock in a freshly cummed in hole. At sex parties I’ll get friendly with a bottom, maybe in a sling, and watch him get fucked by multiple guys. I’ll fuck him in between each one hoping they deposited their load. The cummier and sloppier his hole gets the more I get turned on. I also encourage other guys to fuck him. I’d love to meet a partner where this could happen between us - maybe full partner is too much to hope for, but at least a fuckbuddy on the same wavelength. I remember the first time I fucked a guy and during the session pulled out my cock from his hole and saw some other guy’s congealed cum on my dick. I asked him if he’d been fucked earlier and he said he’d had 3 guys cum up him during the night before our meet in the morning. I was the most turned on I’d ever felt and knew this was a major turn on for me forever more!

Ethan Wolf anytime, anywhere and as long as he wants. Oh, he has to keep in the PA-lol !

Got rock hard reading this, without benefit of a boner pill.😈🐷💦

I just dumped my load in the cutest little 85 pound teenage Thai ladyboy. The girl isn't much of a cocksucker yet but she will learn. Nice tight little neg pussy that a lot of men are going to enjoy turning into a loose sloppy fisted out cunt. I like dumping a few loads into newer whores before they get used up and dirty. Blew a load in her pussy pounding that little slut doggystyle while she sucked a couple other guys. We did a few rotations before taking turns breeding that pussy, then I fucked her on her back so I could spit in the whores face while jackhammering that sloshy fuckhole. Even strangled the bitch a little bit and flicked my cigarette ashes in her mouth lol.

no actually it isn't an unsupported opinion ... he clearly had read and understood article. did you read the entire article? while the article does indicate that while "... this case is perhaps more typical of possible PrEP “breakthrough” cases ..." it then continues ... "It is rather that there were several factors that may have contributed to his PrEP not working: He did have a PrEP break five weeks before HIV diagnosis and we can’t rule out that the patient had sex closer to that break than he recalls. The LGV inflammation may have increased the likelihood of transmission. It’s possible, if not very likely, that he may have caught a virus with a degree of pre-existing resistance to PrEP. For some reason (such as efficient kidney excretion) this patient had rather low levels of the PrEP drugs and especially tenofovir in his system. While they should normally have been adequate, they may not have been so if combined with the other two or three factors ..." You are for some reason not understanding or you are deliberately misrepresenting what is written in the article in hope to sway opinion to your vision of the future but way is clear is you prefer the drama of your doom and gloom scenarios and the bleak future you see for the gay men on the planet. to what end I'm unsure. what I do know for certain is that because of your 'fake news editorial' there will be people on this site that had considered taking PrEP before reading your nightmarish hysteria, that now will have reconsidered PrEP as a viable alternative HIV prevention strategy after having read your posts. No preventative strategy is 100% effective - none. you could chose never to have sex with anyone and still end up HIV +. we can only assess what option is best for us based on the level of risk we are comfortable in taking and the likelihood that the sexual activity we consent to may result in an HIV+ diagnosis. we do that by making an informed decision based on the best medical science available to us at the time. not conjecture or opinion or by painting doom and gloom/the sky is falling nightmare scenarios. your editorizing only serves to fan the flames of ignorance and fear or worse leads to the same types of ill- or un-informed hysteria that dominates social media around preventative options for other diseases like measles or the flu. the last thing our community needs is the emergence of an anti-PrEP movement akin to the Anti-Vacination peddlers. either learn to read or stop editorializing things you don't understand. unless you were purposefully trying to sew the seeds of ignorance and doubt in which case - shut the hell up.

Since my PHX fuck bud wasn't available last Sunday, I decided to Uber over to Flex and try my luck there again. It was a Sunday night, about 9pm, a few guys in there but not overly busy. I started in the hot tub just to relax a bit. Then I did a walk through, to see who was around. I made my way to one of the dark rooms where I stayed for a while. I positioned myself in a corner and waited. A few guys came in and out, including a 30-something guy who started to feel me up. He fingered my ass and slid his average dick inside. He asked if I'd fuck him too, which I did. Neither of us came, it was just some warm up fucking. He eventually left and another guy came in, and immediately bent over the padded platform. He had a nice ass, so I got behind him and slid in. I fucked for a bit but didn't want to cum yet. I pulled out, left, and went to walk around the club some more. Not a lot going on, so I went back to the dark room. Before long a hot, and I mean HOT guy walked in. Bald, muscular, about my age. He's checking me out when a second guy comes in. Guy 2 is younger and more aggressive. He immediately grabs my dick, feels my ass, fingers my hole, and starts to kiss me. Muscles keeps watching us, and eventually comes over. We're all three kissing, sucking, and groping each other. This goes on for a few minutes before muscles steps back to catch his breath. He leaves and I'm left with guy #2. I ask if he'd like to go back to my room and he agrees. In my room, guy 2 immediately starts to eat my ass. He stops only to come up and kiss me, and goes back to eating my hole. He starts to try fucking me but says he wants some poppers and goes to buy some. As I'm laying there with the door open, muscles stops and looks in. I say "hi", and he comes in and shuts the door. I start sucking him, and his hands are all over me. Mine are all over him too, and all I can say is WOW. This guy has zero body fat, rock hard muscles, and a nice 7 inches. He pulls away and starts to feverishly eat my ass. Before long, he slides his dick in raw and pounds away, kissing me at the same time. Eventually we change positions and I'm able to suck his dick some more and eat his ass a little, which he's thoroughly enjoying. Again he goes back to eating my ass, then fucking me...probably for another 10 minutes. After that he stops and says he needs a break and a drink of water. He says he'll be back, but definitely wants to get my phone # so we can do this some more away from the baths. HELL YES, I'm game. I tell him I'm airline, but I'm in town pretty regularly. He leaves my room and shortly after guy 2 is coming back to my room. We start to make out some more but I'm really starting to fade out. I've probably been awake now for about 21 hours. I tell guy 2 that I really need to head back to my hotel and get some sleep. Before I leave, I go and find muscles so we can exchange numbers. He comes back to my room, we trade, and tell him I'll be in touch. On the way back to my hotel, he texts and says "thank you for an amazing time. Can't wait til next time". I guess I never did take or give a load that night. But I got my ass eaten and used pretty hard. I'm back to PHX this Sunday. Planning on meeting up with my fuck bud early in the evening. I sent muscles a text and he's game to meet up later on Sunday night. I'll be reporting on that night in a few days

I’d say anybody can easily recognize symptoms of STDs like gonorrea of chlamydia, or any other urethral infection, at least cause those symptoms are usually emerging on your genitals and that somehow links them to sexual activities. It‘s getting much trickier when the symptoms are emerging on a systemic level, think of syphilis for example. Those infections can easily go unrecognized and untreated even by physicians, if they are not that familiar with STDs. I remember my first syphilis infection being mistaken for an allergic reaction to food and being treated with antihistamines for ten days before running blood tests for specific antibodies. Anyway, having said that, the symptom that really rang an alarm bell in my head was the skin rush all over my belly. I’ve started seeing skin spots forming, at first, on both sides of my trunk and then spreading all over the mid section, chest and arms excluded. These spots are quite peculiar; they are usually not itchy, big and with a leopard skin pattern, not showing typical signs of inflammation (like a bright red color or desquamation) but are really impossible to ignore. Other than that, I didn’t have other symptoms that may alert you for an infectious disease; no fever, no swollen lymph nodes or tiredness. This is a sign of syphilis going into the secondary stage, I guess I was not able to recognize the first syphilis skin lesion cause that was down in my throat and it was not visible (What can I say, I’m a good at deeptroathing 😀).

I have a 6c cock but love to really pound when getting close to cumming. I am lucky that I can cum (given the right setting etc./person) 5 or 6 times even. When I really pound deep, I can hit the prostate of my bottom and get him to cum anally. I think because my cock is smaller, it doesn't hurt when I pound but brings me and my bottoms lots of pleasure. Nobody has every complained about my fucking and I do get lots of repeats. Only the size queens pass me by. And I prefer that. If all you care about is a 9" cock then I'm not the top for you. I'm ok with that. I get plenty!

About an hour ago at the same ABS near me. I was so horny and had game players on Grdr and other hook up sites. I went in and paid my money. Got into the booth with a nice large GH. Pants around ankle and watched gay porn stroking my cock. Several looked in and nada. I just kept stroking and feeding the machine. A young guy comes into the booth and puts his finger in the hole. I stick my cock through. He is sucking like crazy. Using his lips and tongue. OMG it is great. I pull back and ask if he likes to get fucked? He says "sometimes" and continues sucking. A moment later his ass is against the hole. My cock goes deep inside and I fuck and fuck. I shoot a load inside and he pushes back as I push deep. I slowly pull out and he has his mouth to the GH. I stick my cock back in and he sucks and cleans me off. This gets me hard again. I tell him he is doing a great job and ask if he wants more cum up his hole. He turns around and I slide back in as some of my previous load drips out. I fuck again pounding against his warm wet hole. And I shoot again. I go soft and he mouths my cock and cleans me again. I pull back and he says thanks and tells me he is there at the same time usually the same day and would love a repeat. Hell yes. I thank him and pull up my pants which have some cum on them and leave with a very happy cock. BH

I met up with this guy that was pretty uneventful in the looks department. He had an extremely thick cockhead that gaped my hole. I was amazed at the size of his nuts! They were the smallest I had ever seen. He fuked me and bred me And it was good. HOWEVER, I shit his cum out for 2 days. Those little pea sized nuts must’ve produced a gallon of sperm. Who knew...?

Brent Corrigan circa Poolboy's Dream

have to add on the thanks and praise. This whole story line and the offshoot stories are great. Always get me hard and leaking and have helped me blow a few loads on my own.

Ch.9 Kneeling in the hot soothing water I could have stayed there sucking his cock for ever. Well a long time anyway. He had other ideas. Clearly he had been enjoying the starter but was hungry for much more. He pulls my head back and kisses me again freeing his cock from between my lips. His hands slide down from my head to my shoulders and he pushes me backwards until I am standing in the centre of the pool. He turns me and pushes me down until I am bent in front of him, my hands on the side of the pool gripping the edge in anticipation of what is to come. “From what I heard you’re a cum hungry slut so I want you to know two things before I start.” I think I tried to stand at this but I felt his hand on my shoulder pushing me down with surprising strength. “One. I’m not going to go easy on you. But I promise you’ll want more by the time I’m done with you.” As he says this his fingers are already teasing and probing my hole and I am softly thrusting my hips at his touch. “Two. I already know you take all loads so mine will be nothing new to you. Ready for my poz dick boy?” He wasn’t asking so much as telling me his status. Before he has finished talking his cock head is already pressed hard against my arsehole and I can feel myself opening. Fuck he is big though. Especially with no warm up. I am panting and desperately trying to push down, to relax my hole. I want to be fucked but I don’t want to be ripped apart. He keeps pressing forwards. My hole springs around the head of his fat dick and I groan at the full sensation. He keeps up the pressure and more of that cock is pushed into me forcing my channel to widen. “Fuck! Its too much! I can’t. I can’t!” I am sobbing as he presses even more into me. At the moment its just pain. Deep internal and inescapable. I know I’ve been used and pounded before but that was after serious warming up. This is my warm up. His huge dick making its own path inside me. My fingers are pressed hard into the side of the hot tub. And for a few minutes the only sounds are the bubbling of the water and my pained gasps as inch by inch this man makes me take his whole length. With my eyes screwed shut every sensation seems amplified and the throbbing from my anal walls is everything I can concentrate on. So when I feel his breath on my neck And his hips pressing me from behind I am in no doubt that he is all the way inside me. “There you go. Now we can have some fun.” The feeling as he pulls backwards out of my stretched arse is so hard to describe adequately. My hole is gripping him as he withdraws and I am pushing down trying to open up to make his passage easier. I know I am moaning and sweating with the effort but at no point do I even try to move away. As I feel the ridge of his cock head pulling at my ring he suddenly shoves forward and starts filling me again. I groan as he shoves at least half his length into me. To stop myself being thrown forward into the side of the tub I have to push back, back against him, all the way back onto his mammoth cock. “Yeah that’s the way boy! Make yourself take it all.” Like I have a choice now! Like I was ever going to refuse. Even through the pain that is still radiating from my spread fuckhole I can feel the pulsing pleasure that is beginning to reveal itself every time his thick tool rubs across my prostate. With every thrust from him I am pushing back and shove after shove his movements become easier, faster. Beneath me I can feel my cock growing harder as I squeeze and push my anal walls around the invading dick. Before long he is fucking me, hard deep fucking that I am taking and welcoming. The water splashes around us with each pounding of my hole and we are both grunting with the heat and exertion. “I knew you’d love it boy!” “So fucking big, so fucking big!” My response is all I can manage, rational thought is being fucked out of me again and I am reduced to a hole for men to enjoy. My cock is bouncing and pulsing in the water as my arsehole is turned into another man’s cumdump. The pain from my initial opening is all but gone and even that has become part of the pleasure. Knowing my cunt is so full, so stretched and bringing pleasure to this amazing cock has my eyes rolling. He speeds up and his hands are kneading my cheeks harder and I can tell he’s going to unload everything into me. “Do it!” I yell as I push myself onto him meeting his thrusts. “You want it don’t you boy?” “Fuck yes! Fill me up! KNOCK ME UP’” He jams into me all the way, then a slight withdraw, before short jabbing pumps push his spasming cock to coat my insides with his thick infected spunk. For my part I keep clenching my hole and pushing onto him to milk every drop from his heavy balls. His hands are rubbing up and down my back as we both hold there panting in the after fuck glow. As he recollects himself he pulls out of me and I nearly collapse. I manage to sit at the edge of the pool feeling almost weightless as the water flows around me. I don’t even realise he has climbed out of the pool before he says from the doorway, “I’ll look for you later, I think you’ll be wanting some more of this before you’re done for the night.” I smile stupidly as he gestures to his soft, but still sizeable cock. I am still trembling from his fucking. There’s just no way I can say no.

Fake Bareback Porn Cast (Part 1) “Actors for adult movies wanted – only male erotica. Interested? Call 555-BAREBACK for further information.” Jake was at a coffee shop when he read the ad in a gay journal, and being in serious need of some money, he decided he would give it a try, so some two hours later, when at home, he called the company, having decided it was too sensitive a subject to discuss in public. The telephone rang and a male voice answered “BareRapeEnterprises. My name is Sydney. How can I help you?” “Hey there, my name is Jake Myers. I’ve read your ad in a journal and wondered if you are still looking for male actors.” “Yes we are. May I ask your age?” asked the voice on the other end of the call. “I just turned 18,” Jake answered.. “We are looking for young male actors to play the submissive role. Are you top or bottom?” “I'm versatile, I guess, but if you need a bottom, then I'll bottom. Look, I really need the cash, by the way. How much would I earn?” Jake asked, cutting to the chase. “First of all we need to interview you. If our management is satisfied with your looks and your stats you will be invited to a casting. There you will meet our director and maybe another actor with whom you would shoot some scenes. For both – the interview and the casting, you won't get paid, but if you are chosen for a role in a porn movie you get up to 250 dollars per scene. You could earn up to a 1000 dollars per movie - in the beginning,” Sydney explained, adding “There could be changes to the contract, but you will get to read it before you sign it. If, of course, you're chosen.” Jake heard a warm chuckle in Sydney's voice. “May I ask your height and weight?” Sydney continued. “I'm 170 cm tall and weigh around 55 kilos” Jake replied. “Excellent,” Sydney commented, apparently noting down Jake's stats. “What is your hair color and eye color?” he next asked. “Blond with blue eyes,” Jake responded. “Do you have problems changing your style? Haircut, hair color and so on?” Sidney questioned. “Nah – I am open for a change” “Now, you remarked you're a bottom. Are you a virgin?” Jake openly laughed, and then giggling answered "Nope. I am experienced. I've had several boyfriends, and believe me, I know my way around when it comes to sex.” “Alright. I will give this information to my supervisor. Please give me your telephone number. If my supervisor is interested in interviewing you, he'll give you a call." Jake gave Sydney both his home number and his cell phone number, concluding the call by commenting he hoped to hear back from the supervisor. Three days later, while Jake was on the bus, en route to a friend's house, Jake's cell phone rang. “Hello there. This is Tony speaking from BareRapeEnterprises. Am I talking to Jake Myers?” a deep voice asked. His heart skipping a beat, Jake answered “Yes, I'm Jake. Hi Tony, what can I do for you?” “Hey Jake. We would like to invite you to an interview. Are you still interested in taking part in a porn production?” “Yes, I am. I can’t believe you actually called me. I was vaguely thinking you weren't interested," Jake commented. “No – we are casting right now for a new production and so we are quite busy with this project. If you don’t mind, we would like to connect the interview with the casting. This means, if you pass the interview we will take some shootings right away. Is that okay with you?” Tony asked. “Sure, that's fine. When and where do you want me?” “Tomorrow would be fine, say at 10:00 AM,” Tony replied, also providing the address to an apartment where the interview would be held. The next day when Jake arrived at the address, he was a bit disappointed. He had, of course, seen many, many porn porn flicks, and the background location of each flick was usually a large, handsome house complete with a luxurious pool, but the address to which he had been directed was a perfectly ordinary, if not actually run down apartment complex. But, being short of money (and having made a fairly long trip to the address), he rang found the apartment and rang the bell. Almost immediately the door opened, and a good looking guy in a white shirt and a business pants asked "You must be Jake. I'm Tim, and I'm the producer/director of the film." Jake replied appropriately, and when asked, provided his ID card, even as he discretely tried to focus on Tim's crotch, where, it was apparent, an exceptionally large tool resided. Tim made a photocopy of Jake's ID, and gave him a contract to review and sign. Jake definitely signed it, but honestly only skimmed the contract. Taking the contract back from Jake, Tim explained the interview would be used for internal purpose only, but the casting could be videotaped and, if used, Jake would earn 50 dollars. Tim went on explaining, however, it was unlikely the casting video would be used. Then Tim asked a wide range of intimate questions, such as "How often do you bottom?" and "How often do you top?" and "Describe your favorite sexual activities, as well as the most extreme sexual experiences you've had?" Tim specifically asked about gang bangs, piss play, and the largest cock Jake could readily take in his ass. Being an honest fellow, Jake answered he had not yet been a gangbang bottom, but was happy to try, and while he had swallowed piss, yellow play wasn't a major part of his repertoire, and the largest cock he could remember taking was a full eight inches, but he was excited at the prospect of taking a bigger cock in his hole. "Do you have any sexual limits?" Tim asked. "Not especially," Jake answered, adding "but I draw the line with women, boys and animals." Afterwards Tim asked Jake to undress in front of the cam and in so doing, Jake tried to look as sexy as possible, even licking his lips as he smiled into the camera, a la Marilyn Monroe. He also posed to display his tight, small ass, and played with his hole, sliding a couple of fingers into his opening as he moaned like a bitch in heat. Tim was a very 'hands-on' director, and without saying a word, just giving an appreciative smile, slid his thumb into Jake's ass, complimenting him as he did so, saying it was exceptionally tight, and, withdrawing his thumb, Tim took a seat at his desk and asked "Would you mind sucking me off while I film you?" In a nanosecond Jake was down on his knees, opening Tim's belt and zipper, and helping Tim pull his trousers down, revealing Tim's fat, eight inch, rock solid cock. Initially Jake simply stroked Tim, but as the cam recorded the images, Jake swirled his tongue around Tim's dick head, licking the underside of his prick, all the while trying to keep some degree of eye contact with the camera. As he did so, Tim encouraged Jake to give the cam a good show, urging “You gotta suck harder and keep your eyes on me. Yeah, look at me…. yeah – right,” he moaned. Jake had made-up his mind to drain Tim's balls empty, wanting to give him such a great blow job that Tim would be sure to cast Jake in the next movie, Jake as the latest star in the porn industry, earning thousands and thousands of dollars with each film. “You gotta keep my junk in your mouth. Keep it in your mouth and show it to me,” Tim grunted. Jake sucked hard on Tim’s cock, sensing Tim was beyond horny, convincing himself he could see all-consuming lust in Tim's eyes. And apparently Jake was right, as just as he sensed Tim's cock swell-up even harder, Tim climaxed, shooting wad after wad up into Jake's mouth, collecting Tim's ample load of seven cum shots into his mouth, holding all the full, rich white sperm in his mouth, Jake slid off Tim's dick, moved closer to the camera, whereupon Tim murmured “Open your mouth to me. Show me the pool of semen. Fuckin' nice.” Then Tim instructed “Now close your mouth and swallow, showing me your cum-coated tongue - yeah, great, let's see the cum coating your mouth, teeth and tongue. Very nice. Now, swallow the sperm, junk boy," Tim instructed. Jake looked a bit puzzled, and gestured to Tim and trying to form a word: “Heeeerrrr… thy?” Tim understood. He had been in this position before. “Healthy? Of course I am healthy. We don’t gamble with our actors. We take testing our staff and future stuff very seriously,” almost giving Jake a look of absolute annoyance. Without any additional hesitation Jake closed his mouth, swallowing Tim's load, and then opening his mouth to illustrate the accomplishment. “There you go…. well done and a nice shot…. except the ending,” Tim remarked as he began to rouse himself. “Sorry, but I totally forgot this subject and I want to stay healthy and you are obviously recording bareback porn,” Jake responded, trying to explain himself. “Nah – it's okay," Tim replied, adding "Like I said, we have health tests regularly to secure the safety of our staff. You as a newcomer, you have to prove to us you're are healthy. We want an authorized provider. You'll get the money for your test back, if you are cast for a film.” With the explanation Jake relaxed a little bit more and felt safe again. “We will call you – if the material is good enough for our executive staff.” With that Jake rose and dressed, once again apologizing for the confusion, even as he was sure he wouldn’t be cast for a film. But even so he decided to get tested, film or no film, just to be prepared. Of course the test results were negative, just as Jake expected, thinking to himself 'But then HIV transmission from oral sex is quite rare, isn't it?' Jake was a reasonably careful man, feeling he wouldn't gamble with his health, and knowing the rules, felt he would be able to participate in the bareback porn industry and yet avoid contracting HIV. Tim, meanwhile, had already concluded Jake would be a perfect match for the scam Tim and his partner (yes… there were only two involved in this scam) had in mind for the many biohazard tops who were always craving young, innocent boys.

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I remember in my early 20s when poppers were discovered and passed around by my friends - they were a legal drug that got you 'high' but whose mild head rush was quickly eclipsed by weed and other substances - this isn't a chem sex story - but the result was that as I grew up, my little glass jar of Amyl Nitrates languished in the bottom of my wash bag for a few years before eventually being tossed, half full, never to be replenished. I didn't get the fuss. I'm 32 years old from London, short dark brown hair and big brown Disney eyes. I'm curvy which keeps me looking on the younger side save for a beard which is now a permanent addition to my face. Without it I was a chubby nerd (4/10) being rejected by all the twinky young guys I lusted after. With it, when combined with my thick thighs and pretty decent butt, I'm some sort of cub/bear. Having recently discovered my niche it seems sex is always available - and with all the sorts of boys I wanted previously plenty of whom want to fulfil their bear fantasies. Sure enough I've started dabbling. I've always loved being a bottom - I've just never been great at it (anxiety over mess and pain) but over the years i've bought various dildos and douches and lubes in the hopes of training myself up. I've always fantasised about bareback sex too, Breeding Zone has brought me many spectacular orgasms. Enter one beautiful 26yo twink top just before Christmas with whom I've spoken for months online but never met, we lusted after each other's slutty photos and fantasised about raw sex. The stars align and we're both free. He hops on the train and I jump in the shower and start cleaning out. I'm feeling relaxed and start to finger myself in preparation - I tell him and he loves it - that unusual sensation of being penetrated gets me excited. When he arrives he is significantly sexier than his online profile suggests. A yoga expert, tall and well groomed. Skinny profile photos betrayed his very toned hairy body and a deep booming voice... ...and a giant cock, the kind that should come with a disclaimer - and it does because after a heavy session of kissing, stripping, tugging and sucking, he eyes the condoms I placed on my bedside table (just in case). "I'm not being a dick about this, but they wont' fit", he tells me. I toy with the idea of suggesting he doesn't need them but keep quiet. Our fantasies remain just fantasies and he reaches into his pocket for a king-size rubber. He wants to play safe and I'm happy to do whatever gets his cock inside me. I really want to make him cum. He throws me on my back and slides the head of his meaty 8" cock inside me. FUCK. That instant sting. I'm not gonna be able to take it. "I have some Poppers" he suggests, and as I flash back to being 20, he fishes out the little brown bottle and holds it under my nose. As the blood rushes to my head, he picks my legs up and slides right down to the hilt. Pain free > Mind blown. The sex was pretty great. He pounded me, I rode him. We synced up nicely. Apparently I'm super tight. He came faster than either of us expected - no greater compliment - but was able to power through. By the time I was ready to cum, so was he for a second perfectly timed climax. Damn he was hot. Damn I had to get some poppers. Since this little life lesson, I've been making up for lost time. With my little brown bottle the secret to my success, I've tried and succeeded in getting as much cock as I can. Over the Christmas week I quickly rattled through ten guys, a few of whom came back for more. Turns out I love making guys cum with my ass - a few days ago I serviced three in one day - I'll save it for another story - but suffice to say I am going through a glorious slut phase, which last night culminated in my first load. With guys 1-10, condoms were used throughout but one highlight included an intense thirty-minute rim job from a beautiful hung blonde 35yo. He was totally game to make me squeal by fingering and eating my ass like I've never experienced before. Face down on my bed with my ass sandwiching his lips, I thought he might just take the initiative and fuck me raw - I hoped he would and I wouldn't have stopped him. I was in heat. When the image flashed into my mind I came immediately, covering my bedlinen with a huge load. "I've never eaten ass like that before", he told me after coming up for air. "I think you enjoyed that" he added, laughing. This guy came back for seconds a few days later and I think, I hope... a third encounter is on the cards. I fantasise that word of my newly discovered dick craze is being spread about. A few days ago, a younger guy hits me up online. He wants to play and who am I to deny him? He keeps telling me how much I will love his cock and he was right. When he arrived, I groped excitedly and found a very thick cock that looked out of place on his cute short frame. We roll around on my bed and he asks me what I think about bareback sex. I tell him about my fantasies and about my recent encounters and this excites him more. He asks if I want him to put on a condom and I tell him he probably should but as we're talking, I make a point of telling him about my hot rim session, hoping he would get the message - he flips me over and starts to work his tongue and fingers inside of me before asking me if I want him to use a condom.... "Yes." I tell him and he obliges. His cock is so thick that even after my recent exploits, I rely heavily on the poppers to get him inside me. He is a selfish fuck - and I love it. When he cums, he dumps the condom on my bedside table and leaves. I reach into one of my drawers and pull out a giant dildo, bought a few years ago - the one I always wanted to work up to but was never able to take. I slowly push it into my now very loose hole. I think about being used by such a cute young guy, I think about his huge cock and how open my ass is. I cum very fast and I text him to thank him. Last night, I invited him back - none of the pretence of round one. He's pulling my legs apart and rubbing lube on my ass. Sliding his digits in one after another, gentler than before. "Do you want me to use a condom this time?" He asks. I reach over to feel his huge cock and discover he's already lubed up. He begins rubbing it against my hole and the head feels so soft and warm, without any of the odd friction of a latex condom. I gasp - it's like being rimmed by an extra thick tongue - and he smiles. "Do you want me to use a condom?" He asks again and I stay silent as I help him push the head of his cock into my ass and it slides all the way into me. It feels so good. So natural. It feels like silk - and definitely a highlight of the experience... I look over to the unopened bottle of poppers on my bedside table and wonder if my ass is too loose from the toy, or if raw sex just feels so good I no longer need their help. I eye the unopened condom sat next to the bottle and my cock springs to life. I must be looser because the sex takes longer, but the sensation is incredible and the psychological impact of having his bare cock inside me is keeping me right on the edge - I try and avoid touching my cock but as his body grazes it I nearly cum. When he does eventually tell me he's getting close, I've already made the decision - go big or go home - and I tell him to give it to me. I want his cum. This makes him climax but I don't feel any different. I don't feel his cock stiffen or his load shoot inside me. When he pulls out of me, that's when I notice the difference. He flooded my insides and it bursts out of me. This moment may only have lasted a second but the sensation seemed to go on for ages. I immediately finger at my hole, it's so loose and so wet... I can't get over how wet it is. "Finger my cummy hole." I beg him and as soon as his fingers slip inside me I orgasm and it's intense. "I'm definitely coming back," he tells me with a smile. He leaves and I cum three times more. First almost straight away while watching bareback porn and thinking of how much of a slut I might be becoming. Second after I return from a post-fuck shower when I spy the unused condom on my bedside table which sets me off again Third a few hours later when the rest of his load spills out of my ass and I replace it with one of my modest dildos. I've spent the last 24-hours torn, freaked about where this road might lead for my health, sex life and future, but incredibly horny at the same time. I can easily see how people overcome the fear and turn into real cum dumps, but I guess only time will tell if this is the path I'm on. After seeking advice from friends about what I should do next, I find myself inundated with offers for more bareback loads. So as a long-time lurker on this forum, I thought I would add the story of my first load.

yep. that's why I take loads from anonymous strangers all the time. I don't even see the faces of most of the men who fuck me and half of them don't even speak to me.

It depends. If it is just you and me hooking up, then I love taking that cock long and hard. At a bathhouse or other group scene, I tend to want the load and on to the next.

TIM's Christian. I want to lick his hole while it's getting fucked.

I don't use the term BBC because it feels like stereotyping. When it comes to race or ethnicity, I don't have a preference either way, but I'd be lying if I didn't say that I've enjoyed every hookup I've had with a black guy. Not all of those hookups were massively hung, which is the stereotype, but a lot of them were. I've had a lot of hookups with people of other races who were hung, too, including white guys. Right now I'm hooking up daily with a few black guys, but it's not about their race. If they were white and lived close by, and were able to satisfy me the way these three do, I'd still be hooking up with them.

This happened last evening, around 11:30, with a county road crew worker in his county truck. He's cute, slim, and hung. A young black guy with a slender build, tight little bubble butt and a great kisser. I met him though doublelist.com and we've met multiple times, always late at night, on dark dead end roads. Our most popular meet up site is only two miles from my house and it's in a country area with few houses. He parks his county truck and waits for me. I pull up and go to his truck, open the door and he's already naked from the waist down, his big cock jutting proudly towards his belly button. What a kisser! We neck and kiss until we cannot stand it, then I climb up onto the door ledge, standing above the cab with my cock level with his mouth. He goes to work on me, swiftly devouring and sucking up and down over and over until the pressure builds and I nut down his throat. I climb down and kiss that sweet man over and over, then go down on his cock. It's leaking precum and delicious! He wants my ass, so I get back and he climbs out of the truck, leans me forward over the seat and prods my ass with his cock. He gets inside and I ask him to let me adjust. He's pushing it forward a little at a time and I tell him to go for it! He fucks me hard, balls slapping my ass, hugging me and reaching around to stroke my again hard cock. Damn, it feels so good. I love his cock. He's the best fucker. Grunting loudly, he pumps and holds himself deep inside. I feel the warmth of his cumload in me. He gradually pulls out of me, leaving me feeling empty. Kissing each other, tongues hungrily sucked, we straighten our clothing, then he leaves and I follow in my car. Damn, I like the service of our county road crews! LOL

The Washington Plaza is widely accepted as the best hotel for cumdumps. The Washington Hilton is second for me. I’ve also had luck at the Embassy Suites Georgetown. The layout of the room makes it easy to setup a gloryhole.

I Live In Vegas

Barely related story: The first time I saw a sling was at the Chicago Steamworks either in 2012 or 13. I didn't know what this was for, and I walked around it several times trying to determine its function and purpose. Eventually someone saw me doing laps and told me "Just get in already!" So I sat on it and damn near fell out. I had slipped on old lube as I was sitting and grabbed the chain as I fell. The guy came over and said "Here, let me show you." He could see I didn't know where the hell I was, so he kindly demonstrated how to get in, and put the feet up, and that was it. He asked me if I would fuck him. I tried, but I'm so damn tall that squatting that far down made it murder my knees. He asked me if he could have it for a while. I left him to his prize. In hindsight, I think my weirdness annoyed him and he just wanted the sling but used the opportunity to educate. Cut to me a few years later, and I'm reassembling my late husband's sling in the basement. No idea how it goes together. I'll stop posting now, LOL

So if this is the sling where I fucked you, this almost always happens as there are so few confident, show-off tops, ever, in that building. I was going there a lot during November and December when I was working in Indiana, All of once did I ever see another top take advantage of a man in the sling--and it was during the Black Out event so no one could see him. I joined him and we shared the bottom...but we had three or four other bottoms come in and stroke the guy's cock or chest. Any other time, I have felt like I am the only man to use the men waiting in the sling.

OLD ENOUGH TO KNOW BETTER, YOUNG ENOUGH TO DO IT ANYWAY PART I: INVINCIBLE BEGINNING At some point all teenage boys reach a moment in which they are transformed from a normal kid into a super powered, unstoppable force…or at least something deludes them into believe that about themselves. Once it has occurred, these kids will take on daring, and even foolish risks, with no fear that they might face consequences for their actions. Most boys probably couldn’t tell you when that moment was, but Chris could pinpoint exactly when and where and what he was doing (and who) when he lost his sense of self preservation and became a daredevil willing to try anything and always looking for the next adventure to prove he was all he believed himself to be. The night in question was during his sophomore year, only hours after he’d been told he’d be starting pitcher for his varsity baseball team the next season. So excited he could barely see straight, he texted some buds and made plans to meet them behind the diamond that night to celebrate. After three or so beers that had been purchased by someone’s older sister, Chris found himself doing handstands on the top row of the bleachers. This brave and idiotic act of show-off-ery was made possible by his alcohol intake and the appearance of some girls from his English class, but soon he’d feel strong enough to do such things without anything clouding his judgement. As it turned out, the handstand were sufficiently impressive to get one of the girls to come over to him and ask what else he could do. Not even an hour passed before they’d both gotten drunk enough to climb in the back of his dad’s truck and start fucking while all their friends were only a few feet away. Drunk and loud, their moans gave away what they were up to, and drew the other girl and the boys to come over and watch. Pretty soon a chant started encouraging Chris to go faster and harder. Now Chris would remember that this went on for at least a half hour and his girl orgasmed 3 times before he finally whipped his dick out and shot copious streams of jizz across her pussy, stomach and tits. The truth was more like five minutes, one (possibly fake) orgasm, and his cock slipping out at the last second, missing her tits or cunt, and instead coating the insides of her thighs and calves. While she retrieved her panties from his radio antenna, one of his buddies secretly took a photo of the cum covering her legs and showed it to Chris. It was right then that he became a myth to his buddies and any shred of self-preservation was gone. He was convinced he could do anything, having seduced the hottie with his athletic prowess, fucked her royally with an audience cheering him on, and a photo to prove it was all as awesome as he thought it was. That night when he got home and went into his bathroom to shower off the sweat, cum and pussy juice, he stripped nude and admired himself in the mirror. For months he’d been working his ass off to get his biceps bigger, his abs tighter and his legs stronger to help his game. Smirking, he suddenly saw the resulting body in a new light, as if it was imbued with mystical properties. Another foolish teen was born that night, and no one would be able to break him of his delusions of grandeur for quite some time. Over the next year he was cock of the walk, ruling the school as only buff, tall, handsome teen varsity jocks can. He even managed to make honor role first semester, which got him an offer to join an Honors track in the spring. With nothing to fear, he accepted without a second thought, and continued to spend his time perfecting his physique and juggling three girls. Once baseball season started in February, Chris was starting to realize that his honors classes might not have been the best idea. Midterms would be right around the same time as the first game, and so far Chris was barely finding the time to study enough for a ‘C’ average between practice and his workouts. Still he figured it would all work out just fine even when his teachers began pointing out that he was getting dangerously close to dropping below a ‘C’ which would keep him off the list for academic eligibility. Finally his coach pulled him aside after practice one night and mentioned some rumors that Chris might be off the team if he didn’t get his grades back up, and some fear kicked in. The next weekend, Chris cancelled his dates and spent the whole weekend studying and writing papers. During the week he began doing homework at lunch and between classes, and even used study hall for its intended purpose. His grades began to pick up, but now the coach was riding him for not playing as well. Friday’s practice was worst of the week, and Chris found himself barely able to focus with all the stuff he was freaking out about. Too wired to go home, he decided to drive over to his family’s athletic club and get in some time on his arms and try to figure out what he was doing wrong. An hour passed while Chris worked different weight machines to pump up his arms, but he was still distracted by all the work he had to do. So much so he accidentally loaded 20 lbs more than his top weight, and almost killed himself on the first press. Out of nowhere appeared a tall toned white guy covered in tattoos who jumped in to spot him and helped get the weight readjusted. Chris sat up to thank the guy, and found out he was one of the personal trainers at the club, Freddy. They chatted as the lifted and walked into the locker room together as Chris explained that with all he had to get done, there just wasn’t enough time during the week to do it and be well rested and ready for practice. “What if I could make the weekend longer?” Freddy asked, lowering his voice and leaning in closer. Chris asked what he meant and found out that Freddy had some stuff at his house that would allow Chris to stay up all night Friday and Saturday, get his work done for the week, and not make him groggy afterwards. Chris agreed without asking anything about what the stuff was or what it did. He was so excited about the idea of being able to get everything done that he didn’t notice Freddy checking him out as they showered. Inside Freddy’s apartment, Chris was offered a drink, but declined in favor of getting the stuff he needed to help study. He figured on the short drive over that it was probably caffine pills like truckers use, but he wasn’t sure if he could take those since technically the school could check for drugs at any point, even though they always did it Friday after school. He tried to hide his shock when Freddy returned to the living room in nothing but a pair of baggy bball shorts and a cap, with a small glass piper and lighter in one hand and a tiny bag of something resembling the rocks Chris grew in chemistry class the year before. Chris watched as Freddy explained that the stuff in the bag was called ‘Tina’ and was used to fight fatigue, as well as a few other things. Chris inquired as to why he needed the pipe and when Freddy started to show him, Chris objected quickly. “I don’t do drugs man, can’t risk it.” He said, losing some of his posture unconsciously from the disappointment of realizing there was no miracle way to stay up without chancing an ‘f’ on a piss test. “If any of this shit is detectable on a UA, then I would be fucked if it was still in my piss by Friday.” “No sweat man,” Freddy responded while loading some of the rocks into the glass bowl. “This stuff burns clean and is out of your system in 2, 3 days tops. Plus it won’t show on any UA for sports enhancing drugs or opiates.” Assuming that meant that the ‘tina’ wasn’t a drug, Chris spirits rose, but he remained wary, asking if there were any side effects or if it was addictive. “It can be addictive if you aren’t able to handle it properly,” Freddy said as he measured some of his baggie into an even smaller bag. “but you’re a big dude and you don’t look like one of those pussy bitches who can’t drink or smoke without ending up strung out on the side of the road somewhere. As for side effects, it just hypes you up and gets you running on overdrive, which can sometimes make you really thirsty or horny, kinda like a really good work out but with no fatigue after.” Chris’ sense of invulnerability over-rode all the ‘don’t do drugs’ lectures he’d heard over and over again in school and scouts, convincing him he could handle it in small doses. After all, no one was ever hooked after just one hit right? Wrong. Freddy asked him if he wanted to try it out, but Chris hesitated for one more second as he tried to decide if he was really willing to do this to get his stuff done. “Up to you man,” Freddy shrugged and pocketed the baggie and went to take a hit off the pipe himself. “I just need to know if you want this or if I should save it for the college chic I got on her way here. She loves smoking this and riding any cock in the room, so maybe I should save it for her anyway.” The idea that some girl could handle it and he was hesitating made Chris realize that it was time to man up. There was also the image of some co-ed tits bouncing as a girl rode his dick that had him wondering if he could use this as an excuse to hang around take a turn. He stopped Freddy and said he was ready to try it. Since he’d never seen a pipe like this before, Freddy offered to help him by lighting it for his first few hits. Instructing him to wait to inhale until Freddy gave him the signal, Chris sat as close to Freddy as he could. The tattoo’d taller, older guy held the pipe to Chris’ lips and flicked the lighter until it lit under the clear glass bowl. Crackling could be heard as Chris noticed the crystals melting and smoke beginning to billow in the round enclosure. From the weed pipes he’d smoked, Chris assumed the hole on top was a carb, but didn’t say anything since Freddy left it uncovered. Once some whisps of clean white smoke began to seep from the hole, Freddy said “now.” Inhaling deep into his lungs, Chris was surprised that he wasn’t tasting the smoke like he had when he’d smoked pot before. ‘must be due this being a cleaner burning substance or something,’ he thought, until he began to exhale and coughed really hard. Freddy laughed and asked if he was okay and Chris nodded. Taking another hit, Freddy handed Chris the bowl and told him to try it that time while Freddy retrieved water for the two of them. Chris had an easier time on that hit and wondered how long it would take to kick in. Just as Freddy came back with the waters, Chris got his answer in the form of a huge head rush and a wave of heat flowing over him. Now he understood why Freddy had stripped to his shorts. They continued passing back and forth the pipe while Freddy listened to him drone on and on about how amazing he felt. Once the bowl was finished, Freddy told Chris to strip down to his boxers if he was too warm, which Chris went ahead and did, with all the confidence of a boy his age. He didn’t even worry about getting hard when the extremely sexy 22 yr old girl showed up and smoked with them. By the time they’d smoked another bowl, Chris was concerned that he wasn’t getting hard, but kept his mouth shut since he was enjoying the 22yr old fingering her pussy and Sucking Freddy’s large dick. Within minutes of starting, her cunt got slippery, then sloppy and finally she creamed all over the couch cushion when Chris worked up the courage to reach over and stroke her pussy lips. Still, Chris couldn’t get any response from his dick. When the girl left, he asked Freddy, and he explained that it was a common side effect and if he decided to come back for more “study helpers” the next night, that Freddy would toss in a Viagra just in case. Confused, but wired, Chris left the apartment and went home, where he spent the next 6 hours pounding out a term paper, two research papers, and a set of flash cards for his midterms that week. Around 7 am, he was fading and went into his pocket for some more tina. Immediately he realized he had no pipe and no lighter. Whipping out his phone, he texted Freddy and prayed he was awake. By 8, Chris was back at Freddy’s door, and was greeted by the tattoo’d dealer’s naked body, semi-hard cock, and a nasty gangbang video playing on the tv. He was so distracted by his need for a pipe that it took him a minute to realize there was another guy there, around Freddy’s age, but shorter, around Chris’ height, and very muscly. He stammered and tried not to stare as the two men absent mindedly jerked their rods while he told them what he needed. The buff shorter guy laughed and told him to go buy one at the Mexican market on the corner, but Freddy stopped him and said he would give him one as part what he owed for the tina. Chris asked what he meant, and Freddy explained that tina was not free, and told him the bag he’d left with earlier was worth $30, and he’d toss in the Viagra he’d promised, a pipe and a lighter for another $10. All the money from Chris’ wallet added up to $38, and the change from his car got him another $1.57 closer, which Freddy graciously accepted on the condition that “next time you bring the cash before I give you the goods.” All Saturday, through the afternoon and evening, Chris was working at full speed, sneaking into the bathroom and locking the door periodically, in order to be sure he could take a few puffs without his parents catching him. As promised, the tina was life-changing, allowing Chris to stay focus and on task all day so he was done with all his work by midnight. With that, he booted up his laptop and hunted through some porn online so he could celebrate. Try as he might, even his favorite videos did nothing to help him become erect. Frustrated, he fished the little blue pill out of his pocket and gulped it down. He wondered if Freddy and the other guy had taken one, since they seemed to have no issues getting hard when he was there. Suddenly he realized he had no idea why the two of them were stroking together with no sign of a female anywhere and no mention of any coming over. A brief thought that they were fags crossed his mind, but he dismissed it as quickly as it arrived, reminding himself that Freddy fed his dick to the college girl right in front of him the night they met. Perhaps they were jerk off buddies like he and his friend Nick had been in middle school. It seemed weird that they’d continued as adults, but he forgot all about it when he looked down and found his own dick was now fully hard. Assuming it was from the slutty blonde getting a facial on the computer screen, he began to stroke and think of all the girls he’d been blowing off the last few weeks. One hand on his cock, he reached with his other hand for his phone and texted the girl who lived closest and asked if she wanted to come over. Imagining her taking a hit from his pipe before letting him use her slit, he felt his balls tightening already. Pausing to take another hit off his new pipe, he prayed for a pussy. Mere moments passed before the girl he’d texted sent a response saying: just got home from party. Come over and letz fuck. The sex was better than he ever could have imagined, even with a half-asleep drunk girl who didn’t want to do anything other than missionary. When he pulled out and shot his load on her pussy lips, she smiled and rolled over. She was out before his breathing returned to normal, and he was already figuring out how he was going to make $30 bucks that week to get more tina. PART II: UNSTOPPABLE ADDICTION Nine weeks had come and gone since that first night partying, and Chris had spent every weekend high as a kite. His grades were safely in the ‘B’ range and his performance on the team had never been better. He’d even managed to lose the baby fat around his waist with the help of the drugs, giving him an even more enviable form. In that time, he’d run through all his birthday money, he allowance, his gas money, and had even taken to selling some of his comic books from when he was younger, all to support his new habit. What began as a $30 bag and the occasional puff through the day was now $100 a weekend and a constant intake of meth. Days he spent at home locked in his room behind a combo lock he installed himself, nights he snuck over to Freddy’s apartment and smoked and jerked and hung out naked, occasionally enjoying a left over girl from Freddy’s customers. Recently Freddy was kicking him out more and more often, which required Chris to schedule hook ups with girls and friends at bizarre hours. He was loving every drugged minute of it, and had become totally okay with spending hours in the buff with Freddy and random friends and customers he had over now and then. Finals came just in time for the money to run out, and Chris was panicked when he asked Freddy what to do. “You remember the guy you met the first weekend we hung out?” Chris nodded. “Well he has mentioned you a few times since then and I bet he’d be down to spot you some cash if you’d be down to let him suck you off.” “Seriously? He’s a fag? Seemed so…normal. I dunno man. I’m not into gay shit. I just really need this for one more week.” Chris was already aching for a puff when Freddy explained that he could pretend it was a girl and keep his eyes closed the whole time. Glancing over to the coffee table, Chris saw Freddy’s pipe laying out and his eyes glazed at the thought of being high again. He nodded okay. No sooner had Freddy gotten off the phone with the guy and told Chris to use his shower really quickly. Chris was now including some extra cleansing of his balls, ass and hole when he showered, since the tina had a tendency to make him empty his bowels. He’d just finished verifying there was nothing left inside him and getting washed when Freddy knocked and told him the guy was there, stripping nude and eagerly dropping to his knees in front of the chair where Freddy directed Chris to sit. The dude wasted no time and immediately began to suck as best he could, but it was no use since Chris was only thinking about getting high. Freddy suggested they smoke a bowl and gave Chris a Viagra to help him out. Once the smoke hit his lungs, Chris felt the high he needed and was able to turn his attention to the tv screen where an asain girl was taking two black dicks in either end. It turned out that the man was an excellent cock sucker, so good that Chris forgot who was doing it and grabbed his hair and started pounding his dick down the man’s throat and saying things like “take my fucking cock” and “I’m gonna feed you my cum bitch!” Sure enough, the next stroke was all it took for Chris to shoot load after load down the throat of a man he barely knew. As the euphoria wore off, he looked down and was disgusted to see the masculine face as it licked his shaft and balls. He pushed the man off and hurriedly got dressed, only pausing before leaving to get the tina he needed. PART III: INESCAPABLE OUTCOME Finals and the end of the baseball season went off with no problems, and Chris decided he was going to stop smoking now that he no longer needed to do it for his grades. Friday came and he was doing okay until he received a video message on his phone from Freddy. The clip was the college girl he’d met at Freddy’s apartment, and she was taking a hit from Freddy’s pipe totally nude. Never in his life had he wanted something so badly, and he couldn’t figure out if he wanted the pipe or the girl more. Since classes ended with finals, Chris rushed the last half of the last essay on his lit final, before tossing it on the teacher’s desk on his way out the door. On the way to Freddy’s apartment, he called the dealer and explained that he was still broke, but Freddy told him not to worry about it, because he had a friend coming over that was willing to share. When the other guy finally arrived, Chris had the co-ed on her back on the couch, with her legs over his shoulders and his cock ramming her pussy as hard as he could. He told Freddy how impressed he was by his own staying power since he’d been inside her for at least 20 minutes by then with no sign of cumming, and Freddy just laughed. “That’s because the pepsi I gave you to wash down the Viagra had some g in it,” Freddy mentioned like it was nothing. Chris looked concerned. “Don’t sweat it bro. G is ghb, all of us have some in our drinks. It is just like taking a couple shots.” Once the other guy started stripping, the girl declared that she needed a break and they all sat around and smoked a large bowl. Chris was so hard he was practically humming when his female fuck-partner got a text and apologized, explaining that her roommate was locked out and she needed to go give her the keys to their room. Promising to be back soon as she got dressed, she stopped only to stroke Chris’ cock a few times, before slipping on her shoes on her way out the door. “FUCK!” Chris shouted when she left. “I really need to fuck her! I am so fucking horny man!” “Chill Chris,” Freddy advised him, handing him a freshly loaded bowl. “Why don’t we each do another shot of G so we can calm down a little and by the time the bitch gets back, you’ll be ready for round two.” They all agreed and Freddy dashed into the kitchen to get the g. “I’m Steve, by the way,” the other man spoke up, sitting across the sofa from Chris, in only a jockstrap and his sneakers. “Guess I forgot to introduce myself before sucking you off last week.” “No worries,” Chris responded, awkwardly. “I’m Chris.” Freddy returned with three small shot glasses each filled about half full. Chris said they were wimps if that’s all it took, but both guys chuckled and told him to wait and see how he felt once he drank it. Sliding it back, he gagged at the god-awful flavor and almost threw up, eliciting more laughs from the other guys. Assuming they didn’t choke because they were used to it, it didn’t occur to him that it was actually because their glasses had water in them instead. Within minutes Chris’ vision was getting blurry and he felt himself start to fade into a state of semi-awareness. He remembered thinking he should be worried when Freddy moved to Steve’s side and the two of them started whispering back and forth, but he couldn’t seem to find the energy or will power to question them. As the tv became too difficult to make out, Steve got up and went out on the balcony to make a phone call. “How about we move into the guest bedroom so we can watch porn on the big screen?” Freddy suggested once Steve was out of ear shot. The high school boy agreed amicably and stood up too quickly, falling right back on his butt. Luckily the high from the pipe and the g was making him easy going, so he just laughed and let Freddy help him up. Inside the bedroom, he tried to object as Freddy stripped them both naked and placed Chris next to him in bed, but every time he opened his mouth, Freddy would stick the pipe in front of him and feed him another hit off of it. He soon forgot to protest when the tv began playing a very hot porn featuring a girl who looked a lot like the college girl from earlier, getting plowed in her ass by a tall tattoo covered tan guy who Chris swore looked almost identical to Freddy. Reaching for his cock, Chris discovered Freddy was already playing with it. “I’m nat a fig brew.” Chris slurred. “What?” Freddy asked, sliding his other hand between Chris’ legs to stroke and tickle the balls and asshole. “I’m…not a fag. Bro.” Chris struggled to focus, making his word come slower and more clearly. “Who said you were Chris?” Freddy replied before bending down and engulfing his buddies cock with his mouth. Chris moaned and tried to push Freddy away, but once he felt the dealer’s lips against his pelvis, he moaned and relaxed enough that moments later, he was passed out. Looking up at the nude, ripped teen boy in the bed, Freddy let the stiff post-pubescent cock fall from his mouth, which curled into a smile. Hopping up, he leaned out the door and motioned to Steve, who ended his call, came back inside and climbed onto the bed next to Chris’ head. Together they readjusted Chris until his ass was at the foot of the bed and Steve was kneeling over his head, pinning the boy’s arms beneath his muscular thighs. Freddy chuckled quietly as he applied some lube to his fingers and work one, then two and finally a third one into the teen’s tight virgin ass. As the third one slipped in, Chris began to stir and Steve tensed his legs to keep the boy’s arms still. Withdrawing from the boyhole, Freddy was pleasantly surprised to find Chris’ ass as clean inside as it was outside. Showing Steve, the two of them made some quiet jokes about what a good little slut they’d found, doucheing before they used ‘her.’ “Time for a little wake up call,” Freddy whispered, pulling out a syringe with no needle, a small cup of water and some of his tina. He put a large crystal of the drug into the syringe then reinserted the plunger and used it to suck up some water. Not enough to make a mess, but enough to dissolve the rock with a little shaking and swirling. Once neither one could see the crystal, Freddy lubed the syringe and slowly slid it in the ass where he had just had his fingers. As soon as it was in as far as it could go, freddy pushed down on the plunger and emptied the liquid into Chris’ ass. “Baby’s first booty bump,” Steve said, laughing. The two men watched as the drugs took effect, reviving the boy slowly. Five minutes passed before they figured it was in his blood stream, then Freddy pulled out the syringe and leaned down over the teen’s body. Lifting the boy’s legs over his forearms, he moved his erect cock in until the lubed head was pressed against the virgin cunt. “Open your eyes ball boy,” the dealer said softly but in a commanding tone. Chris was dreaming that his math teacher was on her knees sucking his balls while his French teacher ate his ass with her bright red lips, and he wasn’t happy to respond to the male voice demanding he awaken, but he did anyway. Fluttering eyelids gave way to one and then two pupils, followed by some blinking before Chris finally became fully awake and looked up puzzled. For a few seconds, it didn’t register what was happening to him, until he managed to look a little further down his chest and caught sight of a tattooed torso between his thighs. Dawning on the fact that it was a set of male abs and pecs bent over him, his eyes shot wide open and he began to struggle. Steve and Freddy laughed at the feeble attempt to escape, since the boy was still on enough g that all he could really do was shake his head back and forth and wiggle his hips. “Get off of me mother fucker!” Spat the teen trying to gather enough strength to get an arm free. “what the fuck are you doing?” “Nothing much,” Freddy said, beginning to add pressure to the hole with his large, leaking cock. “I just want you to be awake when I make you a man.” “Fuck you queer!” Came the reply from the baseball boy, which did nothing but anger his rapists. Freddy dropped a thigh and smacked the teen’s face. Not hard enough to leave a mark, but with enough to force to shut the boy up and make him tremble slightly. “The only queer here,” The dealer said, sneering at his victim and lifting the leg back over his arm. “Is you bitch. I knew from the moment you smoked the very first bowl with me that you were a no-good faggot cock-sucking whore, and now I’m gonna prove it. Hold onto your panties.” Suddenly Freddy reared back and slammed his hips and cock forward, pushing half his engorged dick past the boy’s tight outer sphincter. Chris screamed like an 11yo falling off his bike, and slammed his eyes shut. Freddy motioned to Steve, who reached back on the bed and picked up Freddy’s discarded jockstrap, shoving it in the boy’s mouth. Freddy reared back again, withdrawing until only the head was still in the boy’s butt, and slammed forward a second time, until ¾ of his cock was inside. Another scream, muffled by the jock, came shooting out of the teen’s throat, as well as some sobs and tears. Pulling out again, the third slam saw the huge tattooed man’s meat make it all the way in, pushing past a second sphincter and causing one pitiful cry from the boy before he passed out. Minutes later the boy returned to consciousness, but somehow he was no longer in pain from the dick in his ass. Instead the sharp knife stabbing his insides had transformed into a warm ache and something else, something suspiciously like…pleasure. He heard moaning and grunting as he opened his eyes again and found Freddy ramming his ass full speed. With each driving thrust, the dealer added another guttural sound of pleasure, explaining the grunts he heard, but Steve was no longer kneeling over him, so where were the moans coming from? Shame filled the boy’s head when it dawned on him that he was the one moaning, from the pleasure of having his ass reamed. With no Steve above him, his arms were free to fight. Raising them, Chris expected them to push against his rapist, but as the cock inside him slid in and out of his no-longer virginal asshole, it rubbed something that caused tiny orgasms to shoot through the teen’s body, and made his arms reach out and pull the dealer’s hips against him harder. “Look who’s up,” Freddy said, bending down and kissing the teen. “And it looks like he’s enjoying himself.” Chris kept his mouth shut at first, which frustrated his fucker. Freddy slammed the boy especially hard, making Chris’ mouth pop open in a yelp, allowing the taller man’s tongue to slip inside the boy’s mouth and rape that as well. Once their tongues began wrestling, every last ounce of resistance faded from the youngster, and he became a willing participant as Freddy proceeded to fuck him on his belly, on his side, doggy style and finally on his back again when he was getting close to finishing. “You want me to cum in you bitch?” Freddy asked, his forehead resting against the boy’s. “Please don’t” Chris whimpered, part of him wanting the man to go ahead anyway. “Then I’ll stop fucking you.” Freddy threatened, pulling almost the whole way out of the boy. Chris cried out, hating the empty feeling and throwing his hands out to pull the man back into his ass. “That’s what I thought,” the tattooed top said laughing, resuming his full force fuck into the teen. “So I’ll ask you again. You want me to cum in you bitch? Want me to cum in you now and again tomorrow and again every day from now on until you’re nothing but a used up cunt full of sperm and shame? Tell me what you want!!” “I want…” Chris stopped himself, but Freddy slammed as hard and deep into him as he could, forcing the boy to continue. “I want you to cum in me.” “Good cause here…I…CUM!” Chris felt the cock inside him swell as his rapist slammed a dozen more times harder and deeper than he had yet and suddenly he could just tell that the man was cumming. The tight tattooed abs rubbing his own teen cock and the stiff giant cock in his hole, stimulating him in places he’d never felt before, joined together to make the teen shoot 1, 2, 3,…a dozen shots of thick, ropy boyjizz against the two male chests. Both men breathed hard and fast as they emptied their balls together, until both were finished and Freddy collapsed onto Chris, making out with the teen as their sweat and cum rolled off of them onto the bedspread. “hot damn.” Steve said, stepping out of the shadows with a camera in his hand. Chris’ gut dropped as he realized the two men had just taped, possibly even broadcasted his rape. “This oughta be enough to make sure you come back for more.” Chris felt the shame stream back into his mind as he stood in the shower, washing himself with boiling hot water. Tears fell from his eyes as he realized Steve was right. He had no choice now. If he didn’t want the men to release the tape or show his parents or get him kicked out of school, he’d have to do what they said, when they said. His feeling of being invincible was over, replaced by a mix of fear, resignation and excitement. Drying off, he walked back into the guest room and laid down without a fight. Steve started moving between the boy’s legs and lubed up his own cock for round two, and Chris knew there was nothing he could do but take the man’s cock, and any other cock they wanted him to take. He was theirs now.

I may have answered this before, buds, and you guys have hit all the nails on the head. I think it's the complete absence of emotion, as you'd have with a partner or lover. Anonymous sex allows the true pig in us to come out, to realize what each of us is really meant for in our own ways. For me it's to serve cocks, any and all, knowing that the destiny if to be bred by them and I become the repository of their seed. Since I rarely allow myself to cum, which keeps me in heat, as soon as I've been bred by one guy (and presuming he's satiated) I want to be mounted, fucked and bred by the next one. Call me a pig or... OINK!

I think it has to do with the lack of emotions or strings attached to the situation. I like the level of risk that’s involved and how I feel like a cheap whore letting random strangers cum inside of me. It’s straight forward and solely about fucking and cumming. That’s it.

It shows that having other sexually transmitted infections make people more susceptible to catching HIV even if taking prep medication. Goes to show that its getting tested for STIs and treated for them is the best advice for guys on prep. Makes you wonder if having other STIs affect how well treatment works in undetectable people... Perhaps research is needed in this area? Perhaps it's a combination multiplication risk effect...

Cumdumps definitely do deserve every single STD they get pumped up their asses. They work hard for every single one of them. They debase and degrade themselves by acting like such braindead fuckholes for random and completely anonymous men. Its one thing to be a slut who gets fucked by a lot of men. It's a totally next level thing to be an anonymous men without knowing their name, age, race, what they look like or what they might have. And doing it consistently, looking for men to breed you and most importantly ALWAYS taking loads bareback. They know they are going to get knocked up with all kinds of shit and they know that even the sex pigs that fuck anonymous cumdumps think they are trash. You don't just deserve them faggot, you NEED them.

Part 2 We rejoined the others in the living room and after passing out the drinks sat on opposite sides with me. A game had commenced in our absence and the group was absentmindedly playing while also chatting. I settled into a spot on the floor. I could feel my friend, the devil, watching me. any time I looked up his eyes were on me. It felt intense and unabashed. I didn't know what to do. He raised his cup in my direction. I was reminded of the drink in hand and took a few sips- still wondering what he'd put in it and praying for the comfort of alcohol to make me more comfortable in this situation. As the night bore on and my drink emptied I began to feel a little flushed and warm. I found myself smiling more at jokes and looking back towards my new friends stare. The game fell apart and the room dissolved into a few different groups. Space opened on the couch next to the devil. I saw him mouth to me "sit here now" with a crook of his neck to his side. I felt myself getting up, as if I wasn't in control of my own actions and sat next to him. He and I talked for awhile and he got closer and closer until his arm was around me with our foreheads pressed together. I lost sense of the room and could feel myself warming. I could feel my desire building for this sexy man. "You're beautiful, you know. I want you." he whispered. I smiled. My drink was empty and I needed air needed a moment to breathe. I excused myself and made a hasty escape to the kitchen to refill my drink. Steven burst through the doors a minute later. "Having fun?" He asked. but before I could answer he interjected. "I saw you talking to that guy. My friends brought him and barely know him but the things they do know. He sounds a little dark. A little freaky. You should probably stay away from him. Have you met Gavin yet? He's coming later- much more your speed. Nice professional guy, very cute. Looking for marriage. Like you." He said all this without allowing me a word, all the while making his next drink. By the end of his monologue his drink was made and he exited. I found myself surprised. Turned on to learn my friend was a little freaky- I wondered what that meant. I was also surprised by his comment of me wanting marriage too. My whole life that's what I'd thought- what I'd said but I recoiled against the idea when Steven mentioned it. This whole night felt like confusion. I should leave. I returned to the living room without even refilling my drink. The devil was no where to be seen. I made my excuses and said goodbyes and went up the stairs to the guest bedroom to get my coat. I had entered and was searching through the coats when I heard the door shut behind me. I knew it was him. The devil was with me. In that moment I felt my heartbeat quicken and knew my life was about to go down an unexpected path, I turned around. We locked eyes. I crossed to him and as I did i saw him lock the door. He pushed me so my against the wall and then pressed himself fully against me. "Leaving so soon" he whispered forcefully "I....I...." I had no words. "Shhhhhh..." and then he leaned in and pressed his lips to mine. It was euphoric. Sensual and deep. I was in ecstasy. Whatever had been in the drink had lit me like a fuse and I wanted him, knew he wanted me and knew he could see it in my eyes. We made out for minutes. tongues entwining, feeling his body against mine. Finally he pushed away. "Trick or treat?" He asked. "Treat. Always. Is it the same treat as before? Was that G?" "Shhhh... Not the same as before. You know G? Maybe you're not quite as innocent as I thought. No this is quite different. close your eyes and reach out your hand." Steven's prior warning flashed through my mind, but I wanted whatever the treat was. If he wanted me to reach out my hand, maybe it was a pill. Maybe it was candy. who knows, but i needed to find out. So I reached out my hand and with an inhale closed my eyes. "While you went to get your drink, I had to get this treat ready for you, for us." he took my extended hand and curled the finger in till I was making a fist. I was confused, but I went with it. He then took my arm in his hand. Now I had no idea what to expect. Suddently at the crook of my elbow I felt a prick. Like a needle. My eyes flung open. He looked up, locked eyes and grinned. Then he looked back down to resume his action. I followed his gaze and saw it was a needle. Scenes from my wild college days flashed in my mind. Naked and erotic night that had started just like this. I wanted it. It had been so long, I had been so good. And now.... I needed more. I grinned. I watched as he registered and my blood filled the syringe. "Mmmm.. yes!" I said. He just grinned again. I loved watching this process. I loved that this was finally happening to me again. I found myself craving the night ahead. and we locked eyes as he emptied the contents into my vein. "Tonight, you are mine. It's time to free you." And then it hit me. End part 2-

Damn, can't wait to read what's in store for little Andrew and how slutty he will be when he finally wakes up!

Well, for me, it was an acquired taste. My old man started me young, (nevermind how young) and while I often took a mouth full as a yung'un, I really didn't get a taste for cum until my early 20's thanks to a series of events which started with a long distance boyfriend, and video chat. That was about 20 years ago.

Part 42 - Two Birthdays And A Wedding Countless thoughts ran through his head unable to decipher if there was any interest, but he was in no hurry deciding choosing instead to take a more informed way. He was not about to allow himself the pleasure only to find they used each other for some game. "Have you finished washing that glass as there isn't much left of it" Franco said waiting to dry the glass. Stefan crashed back in to the room "Sorry here you go" he said handing it to Franco. "Must have been a good few moments" Franco laughed seeing Stefan flushed. "Thinking that's all" Stefan said holding the glass waiting for Franco to finish drying the previous one. Franco looked at him "About Dimitri?" he asked unsure what response he would get. Stefan laughed "Actually no, seeing him today allowed me finally close that door firmly". "What did happen if you don't mind me asking?" Franco took the glass from Stefan. Stefan glanced at him "We just seemed to be living a lie, I love him but strangely not in a sexual way". Franco nodded "So why did you stay together so long?" he asked putting the glass down he dried. Stefan shrugged his shoulders "The thought of being alone, thinking he was still in love, I don't know". "Figuring things out in life so sometimes not that easy" Franco said putting the glasses away. Stefan smiled "I guess, you don't have to do that, that's what I am here for" he said picking a glass up. "Habit" Franco replied "my mother always made us help out in the kitchen" he leaned back against the counter. Stefan chuckled "My mother did the same with me and taught me how to cook" he replied. Franco smiled "That I can't do" he said pausing "maybe you can teach me". Stefan looked at Franco "If your serious I would love to" he said wiping the sink. "What are you two up?" Angelo asked coming in from the terrace. Franco waved his hands "Nothing just been helping tidy up" he replied. Angelo smirked "Go sit outside both of you I will make some coffee". Angelo watched them walk outside and join Ethan outside, he couldn't be sure but he thought he saw a glint in Stefan's eye. He yawned watching the coffee filter realising how tired he was from a busy weekend so far, thankfully he could have a lie in with Ethan in the morning before going to Mark and Ben's for dinner to say good bye to Daniel and Jordan who would be leaving Monday morning for their flight back to the UK. The following few weeks in to May were very busy with Angelo flying to NY to meet with Raffa over two days leaving Ethan behind to continue his studying, Franco worked at the office with Mark, Josh and Ben. Josh was adept at website development and through hiring him they had branched out in to this area, their first company was of course Bobby and David's PR company which was now so busy that they had to hire a permanent photographer, Josh also worked there part time writing the articles with Maddy who had now got involved an enjoyed being part of it. Initially they ran the PR company from Liongate but as things took off quickly they moved and shared offices with Angelo's company. Rob and Heike would often pop in and take Ben and Mark out for lunch since Heike was spending more and more of her week in Bel Air working on some of the wealthy homes and also some modest ones where people wanted the lifestyle she was getting renowned for creating. Jack and Ellie were still undecided about moving to LA and were flying out on Thursday with Sofie to spend a long weekend with Angelo and Ethan and also to conclude a little work as Ethan was finalising a business deal and wanted his father to go over everything with him. The limo pulled up to the arrivals building in the VIP zone, Ethan and Ben climbed out and walked through the terminal building. Ethan kept glancing at Ben sniggering as he now wore a baseball cap and shades so he wouldn't get recognised. His family came through straight away and Sofie came running over seeing Ethan. "Ethy god I miss you" she said hugging him "I nearly didn't recognise you" Ethan picked her up and spun her around "Miss you as well and what do you mean?". "You have changed so much look at your muscles even Ben is getting bigger" she said smiling. Sofie looked at Ben up and down "What are you doing dressed like that?" she laughed. Ben hugged her "Stops me getting bombarded by people" he replied. Sofie laughed "Stop driving around in that limo then" she said shaking her head. Ellie came over and hugged her son and Ben "Your mother said to call her Ben" she said. Ben nodded "Yeah I will do this weekend, it's just been so busy with work". Ellie laughed "Your not telling me your working?" she said jokingly. They sat in the limo "Everyone is looking forward to seeing you Friday night" Ethan said as they left the airport. "Who is everyone?" Ellie asked not sure what he meant. Ethan laughed "We have dinner at Liongate with David and Maddy and everyone". Sofie shrieked "Oh my god is Nicky going to be there?" she asked excitingly. Ben shook his head "No she is on location in filming up the coast". "Oh shame" she said settling back down. Ben dropped them off at St Cloud to head home reminding them that tomorrows dinner was formal. Sofie saw Angelo and ran through the house towards him and giving him a big hug, Ethan took off to the kitchen to help Stefan with dinner whilst Angelo chatted with his parents. Stefan brought refreshments out and was introduced to Jack and Ellie, they were surprised how Stefan retained a professional attitude when meeting them although he was introduced more as a friend but Stefan corrected Ethan so they knew he was the housekeeper. Sofie was already in her bikini and persuaded Franco to go for a swim. Ellie stood up and excused herself to see what Ethan was up to and Angelo laughed telling her not to be to amazed at how domestic he had become in the kitchen. "So you have learnt to make pie have you?" Ellie laughed walking in to the kitchen. Ethan had flour on his face and chuckled "Nearly, Stefan is a great cook and is teaching me". Stefan rolled his eye and smiled "When he pays attention he is pretty good". Ellie sat at the counter watching them "He use to run scared when I asked him to the dishes" she said. "He still does, but Franco doesn't mind helping out" Stefan replied opening the refrigerator. "Even tidying his bedroom was a chore, but then Angelo seemed to sort him out there" She laughed. Stefan held up a bottle of white wine "How about a glass Mrs Lewis?" he asked. Ellie smiled "Thank you that would be lovely and please drop the Mrs Lewis it is Ellie". "Of course, Ellie" he smiled "how about you Ethy?" he turned looking at Ethan. Ethan looked at his mother unsure if he should drink in front of her "Errm not sure" he replied. Ellie nodded "Of course you can Ethan but just the one" she smiled. Ethan reached for two glasses "Your not getting away without having one as well Stefan" he said. Ellie chuckled she liked Stefan and he seemed to get on well with Ethan "So Stefan do you have a boyfriend?" Stefan looked up and smirked "Do I look gay?" he asked. "Oh sorry, please forgive me I just thought you working here..." she panicked. "Mother he is pulling your leg" Ethan said interrupting her and flicking Stefan with a dish cloth. "Not at the moment, just getting my life back on track" Stefan said handing Ellie a chopping board. She laughed "What do you want me to do?" she asked sipping her wine waiting. Ellie helped with dinner and grew to like Stefan very much he was engaging and quite obviously happy working for her son and Angelo. Over dinner it was clear to see that Stefan was treated almost like family rather than someone who worked for them. As the evening wore on she also saw the looks Stefan would give Franco when he wasn't looking and vice versa, Sofie picked it up straight away as she was astutely observant after all she outed Ben to her family, she eventually dragged Franco and Ethan off to the pool where they sat chatted and laughed. Ellie helped Stefan clear the table leaving Jack and Angelo to talk business, she followed Stefan in to the kitchen. "So about what I said earlier, are you sure you don't have one?" She asked probingly. "Boyfriend?" Stefan asked looking at her nodding "Unless I am not aware of one, no I am not involved". Ellie handed him the plates to put in the dishwasher "Franco obviously likes you" she said. Stefan stopped "Does he, did he tell you that?" he asked continuing to stack the plates. "No" Ellie responded "but I like to think I can spot it now after seeing Ethan and Angelo". Stefan chuckled "Spot what?" he asked. Ellie smiled "The way he looks at you and hangs on your every word" she said washing her hands. "I think you may be reading to much in to it" Stefan said trying to throw her off. "Do you feel the same?" Ellie asked seeing Stefan turn to look at her "I mean you watched Franco". "Okay yes, but I am not sure if anything would happen" Stefan replied. Ellie nodded "Are you worried about what Angelo or Ethan might think?" she asked. Stefan nodded "I don't want to ruin things here as they have been so kind to me" he replied. "If something looks like it will happen talk to Angelo and Ethan be honest with them" she suggested. Stefan smiled "Thanks Ellie, and I will if things happen. All done here". Ellie kissed him on the cheek "Your welcome Stefan, come on coffee is ready". It was bad enough Ethan and Franco helping him out and now he had Ethan's mother to contend with as well, although it wasn't that bad he actually enjoyed the company and was secretly loving to teach Ethan how to cook, whilst Franco would often sit there watching them both. They still flirted with each other keeping their distance, each not knowing that the other was taking it carefully after all there was no rush. Ellie, Jack and Sofie were guest of honours for dinner at Liongate Friday evening for a formal family dinner as they liked to call it, although Bobby and Josh weren't technically family they were treated as such living at Liongate and now took almost every meal with Maddy and David. They also got to travel a fair bit with them doing the PR, most of their travels involved Europe and across America for charity events. The weekend was over way to quickly but Sofie persuaded Jack and Ellie that they should move here, David had kept his offer open desperate for Jack to handle the legalities of the business interests and was overjoyed when they announced they would relocate to the west coast. Angelo reached over to look out of the window watching New York as the plane descended that late June afternoon, they were spending a couple of weeks on the east coast as it would be the very last time Ethan would stay at the family home. He could see a sad look on Ethan's face as the rumble of the landing gear extending signified their final approach to JFK. "You know this will be the last time we will probably stay in the Hamptons" Ethan said facing Angelo. Angelo held his hand "Maybe but your father hasn't sold it yet". Ethan smiled "You know they have finalised the date to move" he looked at Angelo. "I know, Jack told me they have sold the family house already and have to find somewhere now" Angelo said. Ethan looked at him "I guess they can stay with us until they find somewhere" Ethan suggested. Angelo chuckled "Of course". They spent a few days in Harrison where Ethan caught up with school friends and dined out every night with Tony and Adam, they both looked incredibly happy and more so due to Steve and Callum arriving at the weekend to spend a month with them. Angelo shook his head laughing despite them being in love and devoted to each other they had developed a love for Steve and Callum on a romantic basis, unconventional as it was the four of them now lived together as much as possible. Angelo and Ethan were driven up to Wainscott and the house arriving early evening they walked down through the grounds and on to the beach walking in the surf hand in hand. Angelo's birthday would be tomorrow and Ethan's in 3 days time, Ethan couldn't believe they had known each other for nearly a year and held Angelo's hand tighter out of love for him. In between their birthdays they were to be married. Tonight though they would be alone before everyone descended for the birthdays and wedding festivities, they walked for hours along the beach returning home just as the sun began to dip below the horizon. Ethan laid of the sofa on the terrace "Anything wrong?" Angelo asked sitting next to him. Ethan shook his head "No, just can't believe I will be marrying you in 2 days time" he said smiling. Angelo ran his hand down Ethan's leg "Almost a year since we met and I love you more each day". "It has been an amazing year, I never thought I would love someone as much as I love you" Ethan said giggling. Angelo kissed him "Do you want something to eat it's getting late?" he asked Ethan. Ethan looked up at him "No, I just want my sexy lover and husband to be" he leaned up and kissed Angelo. Angelo picked Ethan up in his arms and took him inside and up to the bedroom, throwing Ethan on the bed he pulled his shorts and underwear down to his ankles and, he didn't want to wait to get undressed. Pulling his own shorts down and exposing his hard eight inch cock he guided it up along Ethan's ass and slowly pushed the head in, stopping just long enough for Ethan to moan and adjust then pushing the full length in wrapping his arms around Ethan. He pushed his ass up and sounded a loving moan of pleasure and desire feeling the cock penetrating him and the weight of Angelo pressing against his back, held in the firm arms of Angelo he raised his head and turned finding Angelo's lips he kissed him hard and ground his ass up against Angelo's cock. Angelo pushed down hard 'I'm to turned on you better brace yourself' but before Angelo finished his sentence he had begun fucking hard catching Ethan by surprise. He moaned and cried in delight feeling every inch of Angelo inside him, his hand clawing and holding on to the sheet underneath him, his legs restrained by his shorts around his ankle turning him on even more at being powerless to resist his lovers dominance over him. Angelo reared up grunted and loudly shouting his love for Ethan he locked his hips up hard against his lovers ass orgasming and feeling like his cock would burst from the powerful pulses he felt, finally he collapsed on top of Ethan's back 'fuck, oh god, fuck Ethy' he panted still grinding his cock in to Ethan's ass. Ethan raised his head from being buried in the sheets 'holy fuck' he said and laughed laying his head back down on the bed facing to the side where Angelo's head was and tenderly kissed laughing in to each others mouths. Angelo began to prise his cock out of Ethan "Where are you going?" Ethan asked "I haven't finished with you yet". Angelo laughed and thrusted in hard "Sorry did I cum to quickly?" he asked running his hands along Ethan's arms. Ethan smiled "Maybe, now you can make love to me properly" he said kicking his shorts and underwear off. Angelo kissed his neck "That I will always do". Angelo kicked his shorts off and flipped Ethan on to his back and placing him on the bed slipping in between his legs. Ethan grabbed Angelo round the neck and pulling him down towards his face. Stroking the side of his face Ethan kissed him on the lips tenderly "I love you Angelo". Angelo smiled and kissed him back "I know you do and I love you so much Ethan". Angelo wrapped his arm around Ethan's neck forcing their lips upon each other and kissed slowly and tenderly, he pulled his hips up allowing him to manoeuvre his cock letting the moistness of the head guide it down to Ethan's waiting ass. Ethan gripped harder around his neck as he felt the head of Angelo's cock reopening his hole, with loving and slow nudges he felt his lover sliding in deeper, the sound of the surf penetrating through the open windows and the breeze cooling their bodies as they locked together and spent several hours making love. They were still in bed when the families arrived in their droves, first Ethan's family arrived then Angelo's parents who were staying at the beach house. They left the boys in bed and started getting the beach bbq ready for Angelo's birthday trying to be as quiet as possible but finding it hard due to the excitement of the next 3 days. Ethan turned over and snuggled up "Happy birthday Elo" he said kissing his chest. Angelo rubbed his head "Thanks and morning" he sighed "Oh fuck" he said a big smile on his face Ethan had slipped down to Angelo's cock tasting the remnants of last nights sex he slowly moved his mouth around then down over the head and shaft slowly he began to suck and lick 'Our families are downstairs' Angelo said stifling his moans trying to be quiet but Ethan worked him harder and harder. Angelo caught up in the moment ran his hand down Ethan's back and slipped his finger in his ass, Ethan moaned loudly through a mouthful of cock, he sunk lower taking more cock than he had ever done and began to choke raising his head quickly catching his breath leaving a long string of saliva connecting Angel's cock to his mouth, he wiped his eyes and dove down again. Angelo thrusted his hips up several times removing his finger and placing his hand on Ethan's head holding him there 'fuck' he shouted and moaned his cock pulsing and shooting cum down Ethan's throat, Ethan clamped his mouth around still sucking and feeling the pulses and swallowing. He continued gently sucking moving upwards all the time until his tongue could lick around the head of the cock, he looked up and Angelo and smiled 'Happy birthday' he said again. Angelo chuckled and pulled Ethan up and kissed him long and hard laying back down in bed wrapped in each others arms for several minutes until there was a knock at the bedroom door. "Are you decent?" Sofie called from behind the closed door, she didn't wait for an answer and swung it open. Ethan sat up quickly "Sofie your suppose to wait until we answer" he laughed as Sofie closed the door. Sofie put two cups of coffee down and gave Angelo a kiss "Happy birthday" she said sitting on the bed. "Thank you" Angelo said smiling to her "I'm guessing you have all arrived already?". Sofie shook her head giggling "Err yes, and your balcony window is open" she pointed out. Ethan looked confused at her "Yeah it was warm last night" he said watching Sofie's grin. She laughed "Sounded more than warm from downstairs. Wishing him happy birthday after you were done was a nice touch Ethan". "Oh crap you heard us?" he asked looking shocked whilst Angelo laughed. Sofie collapsed back on the bed "Yeah we all figured you were giving him a birthday blow". "Sofie" Ethan said sounding shocked "fuck that is going to be so embarrassing" he said shaking his head. She looked at Angelo "He still thinks I don't know much, is he that good at it?" she chuckled. Angelo smiled and laid back "Oh yes". "Don't encourage her" Ethan said hitting Angelo on the arm. Sofie stood up "Thought so from the noises you made Angelo and by the gagging it was no simple task" he replied crying with laughter. Ethan put his head in his hands "Please tell me you didn't hear the whole thing?" nervously laughing. Sofie chuckled "Can't wait for you two to come downstairs". Ethan sat there horrified after Sofie left until Angelo heaved him out of bed and took him for a shower. When the eventually joined their families downstairs they were faced with both sets of parents staring sternly then broke out laughing giving them a round of applause. They spent an hour chatting before Sofie dragged Ethan and Angelo down to the beach for a swim whilst the parents finished preparing the bbq as guests started to arrive. Ben, Mark, Franco, Stefan, Josh and bobby all arrived and joined them at the beach for a swim then returning to the beach house the crowd had grown as everyone had arrived. Stefan was introduced to everyone and went all shy around the pop star Sam who had adored but went all tongue tied around him for about an hour until he relaxed and got on really well with him, something that Franco picked up as he and Stefan had still not got a point where they were both comfortable enough to ask the other so the cat and mouse game continued but looked like it was coming to an end as far as Franco could see. Stefan brought the cake out with Ethan at 5pm which was the time he was born, they sang happy birthday then Ethan tapped the table. "Sorry just a quick one" Ethan started but was interrupted by his sister Sofie. "Another one you did that this morning" she said causing him to blush and everyone laughing. "Very funny, but then you all know I can't keep my hands off him, I know it's not much Angelo but with Stefan's help I made you this cake with my own hands, mostly as it was something personal I could do for your birthday and as a thank you for being you, and a really good lover in bed for those who want to know. Angelo" he raised his glass and everyone stood toasting him crying with laughter at Ethan's last comment. Angelo walked over to Ethan and picked him up kissing him in front of everyone. They had decided to forego the rehearsal dinner and just spend the evening around the fire pit with their family and friends. Maddy and David had already arranged with Ellie and Jack to take care of the wedding breakfast as their gift. By midnight Angelo and Ethan climbed into bed exhausted they laid in each others arms kissing until they fell asleep. Woken by Sofie bombing in to the room at 8am with coffee, she then jumped on the bed and laid between them. "You two better get up" She said "my brother getting married, who would have thought it" she chuckled. Ethan smiled "I know. I'm glad your coming out to LA Sofie" he said pinching her arm. Angelo sat up "When are you moving?" he asked sipping his coffee. "Dunno, we have to be out by the end of July, leaving the beach house is going to be hard" she said. "Yeah but there is the beach in LA" he said getting out of bed naked walking to the bathroom without realising. Sofie giggled "What a great ass" he turned and smiled at her closing the door. Since 6am that morning the wedding planners had set up the beach in front of the house for the ceremony, not a cloud in the sky and the wind just caressing hinted at it being a glorious day. Ethan came out of the bathroom dressed in his white trousers and shirt, looking out at the beach he could see around 50 guests already arrived and having drinks in the garden. Ellie came in to the room and smiled looking at him, Sofie followed on behind dressed in a simple white dress adorned with a flower corsage, she had the important job of holding the rings. Naturally Ben was Ethan's best man and Mark was Angelo's they were also responsible for ushering people down to the beach when it was time, they were also dressed in white trouser and shirts no socks or shoes as it was to be a simple ceremony. By 11.45 Ethan and Angelo came down the stairs and in to the family room were both sets of parents waited along with Sofie and Angelo's sister Maria. The garden was now empty as all 100 guests had now taken their seats on the beach, Franco was sat next to Stefan two rows back from the front, he kept glancing at Stefan who wore white cotton trousers and collarless shirt with the top 3 buttons undone, along with his blondish hair he couldn't help but love how he looked in the sunlight. Most people were in awe how they managed to get a piano on the beach. Sam stood up and walked to the front by the piano as the pianist struck one of his famous songs Stay With Me, Sam had changed some of the lyrics and began to sing. At the start of the final verse Ethan and Angelo walked down the wide aisle towards the official with their parents at either side of them, Sofie and Maria walked in front, Ben and Mark stood up at their respective sides beaming. Sam sung the final three lines 'This is love and it's clear to see, so darling, stay with me' everyone applauded and Sam walked over an kissed Angelo and Ethan then took his seat, Sofie stood by Ben and Maria by Mark as they official commenced the ceremony. Franco wiped his eyes as he teared up watching them clearly in love with each other, Stefan noticed and put his arm around Franco hugging him and stayed like this throughout the ceremony. Every one stood as Angelo and Ethan kissed and cheered as they were officially announced as husbands, they began to walk back family stopping and congratulating them. "You alright Franco?" Stefan asked looking at him and wiping his cheek. Franco nodded "Yeah, just happy to see them finally get married" he replied looking Stefan in the eye. Stefan leaned forward and kissed him lightly on the lips "Sorry" he said "I've wanted to do that for ages". Franco held Stefan's arms "Don't be" he replied kissing Stefan back. Stefan stopped realising Angelo and Ethan were close to them "About time" Angelo said. Angelo kissed Stefan and Franco and smiled at them moving along the aisle, Stefan felt Franco's arm go around his waist he turned to look at him, they didn't need to speak any words instead their mouths met kissing properly for the first time. Ben came over and grabbed Franco "You can make up for lost time later" he said hugging him "Come on". Mark put his arm around Stefan "Well you kept us hanging like a thread for ages" he said. "What do you mean?" Stefan asked walking with him his arm around his waist. Mark chuckled "Franco has had his eye on you for ages" he said "And I think you have as well". Stefan laughed "Did everyone know?" he asked. "Oh yes, the day of the pool party it became very obvious" Mark replied. Champagne was being served in the garden for all guests before they headed off for the reception at a local hotel. Angelo and Ethan left first after putting some shoes on now the ceremony was finished. They were quite clear that they didn't want any gifts just their presence was enough. Ethan flung himself at Jordan and Daniel when he saw them properly as he hadn't had a chance to catch up with them since they arrived. There were so many people to chat to that Ethan nearly forgot to eat and was beginning to feel light headed from all the champagne he had drunk, Angelo's mother took Ethan and sat him down making sure he ate something. Ethan practiced the Spanish he had been learning for nearly a year and was able to hold down a decent conversation, he had no idea where the day went or even where Angelo had gone to now, he would catch him every now and then and smiled when he saw him dancing with his sister. He began to feel normal and went on to drinking coke until Ben and Josh walked over and grabbed hold of him and dragged him to the dance floor. "No I hate dancing don't make do it" he protested giggling but Ben and Josh had their arms around him. Angelo took a glass of champagne and took microphone being offered "Sorry to interrupt everyone" he said. He waited until everyone stopped and Jack handed Ethan, Josh and Ben a glass of champagne "I can't promise to make this quick as there is a lot to say, also I haven't seen much of my husband since the ceremony so make the most of the next half an hour before I take him away, I have looked forward to precisely this day for months and been preparing this rehearsing this so that I didn't cry but here goes and lets see what happens. A year ago today an extraordinary young man shook my world to pieces and he turned out not only to make me the happiest I have ever been but also the person I am today, a great friend and sounding board who has his screwed on firmly and always makes a sensible decision, that quality I know is down to his father Jack. I love each and every moment that I am with him and we are privileged to have an amazing family and friends spread all over the place, some incredibly famous but very genuine and loving none the less. Mark and Ben would never have met if wasn't for Ethan then Josh and Bobby wouldn't have met if it wasn't for Mark and Ben so you see how he has influenced and touched many peoples lives for the good. The past year has been exciting but also challenging, well when your sat in a business meeting opposite the father of the person you love and who has no idea it was the hardest day I have endured. But thanks to some careful planning by Ethan's sister Sofie, who by the way as a very well tuned gaydar so be careful if your in the closet, she helped us become the family we are today. Ethan's parents Ellie and Jack I have great admiration for the way they have raised such a caring and thoughtful person and I know it is not just me who thinks that. Ethan you have stuck by me and showed me what real love is and it makes me the so happy to finally be able to say this, Happy Birthday to my wonderful husband". Everyone cheered and clapped wishing Ethan a happy birthday, unsurprisingly there was tears from many people as Angelo finished, guests started tapping their glasses indicating they wanted the couple to kiss, Ethan and Angelo met and kissed he handed Ethan and his glass to Ben and flung Ethan over his shoulder 'Right time for us to be alone' he announced carrying Ethan out to the waiting limo and back to the beach house.

First sperm when I was 12...immediately slurped it up. I knew I wanted to swallow cum even back then! First cock I sucked...will never forget the excitement of that awesome sperm in my mouth. Headed back to my parents' house thrilled with the taste of another man's cum in my mouth. And every cock I've sucked since then, I can't imagine that swallowing and savoring that sperm. Never noticed that much of a difference in the taste of different men's cum. Just that fact that it's squirting out of a cock is all I care about!

Not fond of it straight from the dick. However, eating a load out of my wife's pussy is super fucking addicting.

Nice story

Taste varies a lot from person to person - I guess it depends on their diet etc. Generally I love the taste but occasionally you get a load that you just have to swallow rather than taste it.

It had been weeks since my meeting with Rick, and I had successfully distracted myself with work. However I couldn’t shake the feeling of regret with how things ended between us. I mean what possessed me to ask him to stop? I was literally in bed with my dream man, ass up, and having his gorgeous cock beginning to breed me. I kept replaying the entire scenario through my head, and each time it ended with me beating myself up for how I had chickened out. It was the end of a long work week and I was dreading the weekend. It was a Holiday weekend, July 4th, and not only was it our Nation’s birthday, but mine as well. I absolutely hate celebrating birthdays, and this one would be no exception. I carefully declined any and all invites from my friends because all I really wanted was to go home and climb into bed and forget all about my problems. Friday night was uneventful and I slept in later than usual on Saturday. I had planned a quiet day of tv binging alone, but since it was a holiday weekend, I decided to run out and pick up a case of Corona. I came home and began my bingefest. I was downing beer at a quick rate, and within an hour I had pounded back five cans and was working on number six. I felt that usual stirring that came when I was drinking, and in no time I had pulled out my laptop. I was certainly not going back onto Grindr, but a friend had told me about a site he had recently begun using, and it got him laid every time he went on. I logged in and created a profile, and within minutes I was sitting back, naked from the waist down, and slowly stroking my cock while browsing all the new men at my disposal. A loud “oink” startled me and I realized that someone had messaged me. This site was certainly interesting and the pig effect was a nice touch. The message came from a hot muscle daddy. His profile pic was the typical torso snap which showed a milky white complexion and quite possible the nicest pecs I had ever seen on a guy. I couldn’t believe this guy had messaged me, and I anxiously clicked through his remaining photos until I got to a few marked private which I didn’t have access to. He was in his late 50’s but judging from his pics, he appeared to be much younger than advertised. His face was clean shaven with a squared jaw and a set of dark piercing eyes that eerily seemed to be staring directly at me. I quickly unlocked my photos for his viewing pleasure and within no time I had received another message. This time instead of being shocked by the oink, I fed off of it, and jumped with excitement! I quickly clicked his message and he sounded very friendly and intelligent. He was a local and looking for someone to view the fireworks with. He wasn’t being overtly sexual in his tone, and I was really intrigued. Could this guy be for real, had I managed to find not only a sexy muscle top, but also one that appeared to be educated and possibly even boyfriend material? Drunk Corey was certainly turned on while imagining this hot stud dominating my eager ass, but the sober side of me was imagining the possibilities of this guy turning out to be more than just a quick fuck. What luck, my first connection on this site, and already I’ve met a quality guy, and on my birthday no less! I was literally giddy with excitement. We exchanged a few more messages and then I gave him my number. Almost immediately my phone began to buzz. “Hello” I answered in a slightly deeper more commanding voice than usual. “Hi Corey this is Dan, are you ready for fireworks?” Instantly I felt at ease talking to Dan. It was as if we had known one another for years. We laughed about me being alone on my birthday, and ofcourse we discussed all of the things I enjoyed doing in the bedroom. I was a tad too shy to divulge all of my fantasies, but it was clear that we were both interested in hanging out. I prefer to host because the idea of showing up at a stranger’s house terrifies me. Dan tried to convince me that his place would be better, he had a condo in a beachside high rise, and his view of the fireworks would be unbeatable. I stressed that I really wasn’t comfortable showing up without having met him, and he proposed a compromise. He suggested that we meet at my place to test the waters. We could get to know one another and then determine if there was enough mutual interest to continue hanging out at Dan’s place. I quickly agreed and soon hung up to go shower and find the perfect outfit to wear. The shower was a bit longer than usual because I wanted to ensure I was properly cleaned out. I was determined not to have a repeat of Rick, and this time nothing would stop me from getting the pounding that I so desperately needed! I leaped from the bathroom and began frantically opening my drawers in search of the jockstrap I had ordered a few months back. It was an Andrew Christian jock with dark navy fabric that was bordered with bright white trim. I loved the contrast between the stark white up against the dark brown tone of my summer tan. After all, I had spent a lot of time working on this deep bronze tan, why shouldn’t I show it off? I slipped a pair of red soccer shorts on and grabbed a black tank top that would match the black baseball hat I was already wearing. I had just enough time to compose myself when I heard my phone buzz. I answered and gave Dan instructions on how to get up to my unit and within minutes he was standing in my living room. I noticed right away that Dan appeared a bit older than the pics he posted. He definitely appeared to be the 50 that his profile had advertised that he was. However his body, chest and more specifically his arms and pecs were exactly as pictured. He was wearing a tight fitting white t-shirt with a pair of khaki cargo shorts. His voice was deep and firm, and immediately his hands began exploring my body. He ran them across my stomach and down my thighs and ended up cupping my ass cheeks in both his hands. “Are you wearing a jockstrap?” Dan muttered as I slyly shook my head, flashing him a devilish smile. Dan grabbed me and pulled me close to him. I felt trapped but also incredibly comfortable in his arms. His large chest and arms felt incredibly strong and I knew immediately that I was his. He looked down, and as our eyes met he forced his tongue into my open mouth, flicking his tongue in a rhythm that mine soon matched. We stayed like this, intertwined, for well over 5 minutes... exploring, licking, caressing. I was extremely turned on. My cock began to strain against the small pouch of my jockstrap, and as I reached down to adjust it, Dan slapped my hand away. He slowly guided his hand down my chest, grazed my six pack, and forcefully grabbed my dick at its base. “Mmmmmm damn this is a nice cock you have here Corey, you are really a sight to behold. I haven’t seen you online before are you new?” I took this opening as an excuse to untangle myself from Dan to walk to the kitchen for some water. I returned with two glasses and beckoned for him to join me on the couch. As we sat and sipped our cool beverage, I told Dan a little more about my history and how I was usually not into hookups but because of a little liquid encouragement, I had logged online. Dan expressed how happy he was that I had logged on, and since I had been so open with him, he wanted to be honest with me as well. “I love having sex but I really enjoy it more after I’ve smoked some T. Have you ever partied before?” As soon as Dan finished his sentence, I instinctively blurted out no... I didn’t do drugs. Dan casually reclined back deeper into the sofa and began explaining that I didn’t know what I was missing out on. Dan said that everyone seemed to be doing it nowadays and the long holiday weekend would be the perfect time for me to try it. “I don’t know Dan, I mean I’m a professional, I can’t have my work knowing I had tried drugs.” Dan smirked and asked what I thought about him. He reassured me that he was a successful professional as well, and he would never jeopardize his job, and certainly he wouldn’t want that for mine either. He then explained that it was my choice, but if I’d like, he could at least show me how it was done. He pulled a glass pipe out of his cargo short’s pocket and slowly began turning it as he lit a torch just beneath it. I watched as this strange long stemmed pipe slowly began to spew pillows of white smoke. Dan inhaled deeply as he carefully rocked the bulb from side to side. Looking down directly into my eyes, Dan smiled and lunged forward. His lips met mine, and without warning he began to blow smoke into my awaiting mouth. Instinctively I inhaled, and in that moment a wave of warm intensity came over my body. I began to feel tingly and upon exhaling I couldn’t seem to stop smiling. “Wow that was incredible, holy cow I have never felt anything like that before.” I didn’t know if it was the drug itself or the fact that here I was spending time with a sexy Daddy who seemed too perfect to be true. Dan laughed as he stood up to put his pipe down on the coffee table. He sat back down next to me and proceeded to kiss me passionately. Unlike before, this time his kisses felt stronger and more passionate... my body responded to his every movement with an equally passionate response. I was in shear bliss, my head felt dizzy, but most importantly I felt so alive. I was more comfortable with Dan than I had ever felt with anyone before. I was his for the taking and I wanted him, all of him. Dan pulled away and adjusted his crotch as he leaned back. I became aware of his cock for the first time, and I had an overwhelming desire to reach out and grab it. Dan slapped my hand away and stood up. “Ok ok ok... calm down, there is plenty of time for that. First answer me this Corey ... now that we have met, are you comfortable enough to come back to my place?”

As a bttm slut who prefers bb "natural" (unflushed), if any shit does get on the guys cock it is my duty/responsibility to perform ATM ... should always volunteer and even beg to do it for him. Gets me mega horned when I am performing that service,

At this point of the day, all three of us were bred with poz cum, and all was right with the world. I finally was bred by my hot boyfriend, by his poz support group buddy, and by another charged guy in the bathhouse. We left the dark room and headed downstairs for a shower and a Jacuzzi. It was good to take a break with Brad and Justin for a couple minutes. Brad said, "Rik, you still have all those poz loads in you?" "Yeah," I replied, "Gonna try and hold them in for a while." Brad asked, "Are you gonna be OK if you convert to being poz?" Justin joked, "I know of a good support group, if you need it!" I laughed, "We might need to call them up and have them stop by to breed me!" Brad and Justin looked at each other and smiled. Justin said with a wink, "We need to convert your boy. I'll start calling the support group guys and get them over here!" With that, they high-fived each other. Brad leaned over and gave me a kiss and said, "I want to help you get pozzed so we can cum in each other from now on. We'll get some newly converted guys to breed you." I said, "Yeah, I want that. I want two boyfriends so we can breed each other all the time." Justin said, "I need you guys too. We need to swap strains forever!" Brad and Justin looked behind me and both smiled. Brad said quietly, "Here we go..." My back was towards the Jacuzzi steps, so I didn't see who was getting in with us, but I caught his backside as he passed by to take a seat. He was tall like Brad, probably 6'5", lean, dark hairy legs and not much of a butt (which is fine with me). He sat across from me and took my breath away. He had a sexy hairy chest and had some scruff on his face. He looked me in the eyes and said, "I hear you're neg and want to get pozzed, is that right?" He didn't make any attempt to keep it quiet, and in fact said it loud enough for the other guys in the area to hear. My face went three shades of red. This was another defining moment for me. Either I'm in or I'm out. "Yeah" I said softly. Tall, dark and handsome said, "I didn't hear what you said, say it again." "Yes." "Yes, what?" It was time to own what I want. "I'm neg and I'm taking poz cum today. I want to be pozzed." I said it loud enough for him and most of the first floor to hear. My heart was pounding like a motherfucker. Tall, dark and handsome just smiled back at me. "I like that. Have you taken any loads yet?" "A couple," I said. "I pointed to Brad and Justin.”They bred me a couple hours ago." Tall, dark and handsome said, "That's hot. I have a high viral load, so if you want some of this, I'm in 215." The then stood up and showed me his rock hard uncut 9" cock that was pointing up to one of the sexiest biohazard tattoos I've never seen. He reached over to tweak my nipples and I grabbed his poz cock and felt his low-hangers. All I could say was "Oh yeah, I need that!" With that, he walked out of the Jacuzzi, dried off and left. Justin said "Well, that was hot!" "Oh my god," said Brad. "He's smokin' hot ... And it sounds like he'll help get the job done." I said, "Let's dry off and take a walk." We dried off and got new towels again. Well, Brad and Justin got towels. They said I needed to be naked for the rest of the day. And I was OK with that. At the front desk, I noticed a magic marker laying on a clipboard. I had an idea. I asked the attendant, "Can I write something down real quick? I'll give it right back." He handed it under the window and went back to checking in people. Both Brad and Justin looked at me wondering what the fuck I was up to. I grabbed Justin and gave him a big sloppy kiss, and did the same to Justin. I presented the marker and said, "Write on me. Let guys see what we're doing." It was like instant Viagra. All three of us were rock hard at the idea. Brad turned me around and drew an arrow from my mid-back pointing down to my asshole. He handed the marker to Justin. "That's all you got? That's lame" said Justin. I felt Justin writing stuff all over my backside. I had no idea what he was doing, but my precum was oozing all over. "There, that's how you do it." Justin said, handing it back to Brad. Brad said, "Turn around" and started writing on me. They both had big smiles and were really getting into this. He wrote on my pecs, abs, down to my pubes and cock. He stood up to admire his work and Justin nodded his head in approval. They high-fived each other and then Justin gave the marker back to the attendant. Justin said, "Let's go back upstairs, we can get other guys to write oh him more if we need to." My balls were aching at this point, I really needed to blow my load, but it wasn't time yet. I don't think there was anyone in the building that didn't know my story earlier, but they sure do now. As we walked the halls, guys would give me a look and then give me a nod. There were two black guys in the hallway talking as we walked up. One of them looked at me and said, "Rik - the Neg bugchaser?" Brad answered for me and said, "Yeah, we're filling him up with charged loads ... Rik, bend over and show him your hole!" Right there in front of anyone walking by, I bent over and spread my asscheeks. Both black guys rubbed their hands over my ass. One of them slid a finger inside my hole and said to his friend, "he's loose already." He went from one finger to two fingers to four fingers very quickly. I moaned, "OH fuck yeah, that feels great! Feel my cunt!" My cock was drooling precum at both the humiliation and how slutty I was becoming. Justin said, "We're in 213 if you want more of this slut." The guy slowly pulled his fingers out of my ass, and I felt cum ooze out and run down my legs. We continued our walk, making sure guys saw us walking around with hard-ons and my freshly inked advertising written on me. When Brad saw someone in a room, or when we would pass someone in the hallway, he said "213," making sure guys knew our room number. We turned the corner and coming our direction was Dave and Bruce, two guys from 24 Hour Fitness. Brad and I have known them from the gym for a long time. I didn't plan on seeing anyone I know here today. They both stopped and stared at me, while reading what was written on my body. Dave said, "What's up with this? What are you guys doing?" Justin said, "Isn't it apparent? We're pozzing him up!" Brad reached behind me and slipped a couple fingers up my hole. My eyes rolled into the back of my head and how hot it was. I looked at them and said, "I need a charged load up my hole." Dave and Bruce just replied, "Oh!" and kept on walking. I'm not sure whose world was rocked more, theirs or mine. I suppose those gossip queens will be talking this up on Monday at the gym, since they know everyone in town. We got back to the room and I finally got a look at what my poz boyfriends wrote on me. Reading backwards I could read "poz me" "cumslut" "neg4poz" and I had no idea what Justin did on my backside. Didn't care - just glad that the two most important guys in my life are getting me gifted. I laid on the mattress on my back as we got settled. Brad left the door open and then turned to me. "Let's get you some poisoned cum" he said. Justin straddled my head and lowered his cock into my mouth. Brad raised my legs up and handed them to Justin. Brad then slid his poz cock up my cummy hole. He worked in and out slowly, not trying to cum, but trying to attract breeders. I heard Justin say, "You want to breed our boyfriend? Leave the door open and fuck him." I felt some hands feeling up my body, tweaking my nipples, feeling my abs and my cock and balls. Brad said, "He needs poz cum. Can you help him out?" "Yeah, I can charge him up" was all I heard before I felt a huge cock slam up my hole. Justin pulled out of my mouth so I could see my new breeder. He was one of the black guys we saw in the hallway, and clearly I missed seeing his huge cock when me met earlier. My new breeder said, "My buddy won't let me fuck him ... and the way your hole felt, I knew I had to poz you." Just then his buddy walked in and asked, "Can I watch?" Justin asked, "Do you want to fuck his face while your buddy breeds this cumdump?" With no hesitation, he climbed up and fed me his uncut cock. Justin took this opportunity to feel up the guy in my mouth, as I knew Brad was feeling up the guy who was in my asshole. I could hear the other guys in the room jacking their lubed cocks as they watched me get bred. It was hot knowing everyone there knew what I'm chasing. I heard the guy fucking my mouth say to Justin, "Yeah, rub your cock on my asshole ... I'm close." Justin said, "If you don't blow your load down his throat, I'm going to breed you!" Brad took Justin's cue and said to the guy fucking me, "Feel my cock against your hole? My precum is getting you all wet. I might have to breed you too!" "Breed him, Justin" "Yeah, you breed yours "Brad" Neither of my poz boyfriends had a chance to slide inside, because the nasty poz chat had the black guys all worked up. The guy fucking me yelled, "Here I go, bitch! I'm cumming up your hole!" The guy in my mouth said "Fuck! Here I go too!" Simultaneously, I got huge loads that must have been saved up for days. The guy still in my ass said, "I haven't fucked a neg guy since I converted. I love that." These hot guys creamed both of my holes. I swallowed up as much as I could, but some escaped onto my face. My asshole was leaking like crazy, but it felt amazing. Both guys pulled out and gave me a couple pats on my ass, and then they walked out. Brad and Justin sat on the bed next to me and said, "That was hot, but he needs more poz cum." They both bent down to give me a three-way kiss so the three of us could make out. I couldn't love these two more than I did right then. While we were making out, I felt a new hand rub my ass. I moaned softly and opened my legs to our new guest without looking. Brad and Justin silently checked the guy out and then returned to making out. The guy playing with my ass had three fingers up my hole and was working up to four. "Fuck that feels good" I said to Justin and Brad. "He's making my hole feel great." The boys whispered words of encouragement to relax my hole, that I need to open it up. I felt his fingers work in and out of my hole, and felt him tuck his thumb in with his other four fingers. "Yeah, open up for me," our new guest said. "I’m here to give you the fuck-flu!" It was Tall, Dark and Handsome.

I think Gay Men have it all over Straight Men when it cums to losing their Virginity because we can do it three ways. First you fuck a guy; and, second, the guy fucks you; and third, the guy KNOCKS YOU UP. Do I make myself clear? I've always been kind of Anal, even before I knew that two guys could Fuck and all about AIDS. FUCKING has always been a fixation with me, and when HIV came along, it was like Color TV. I had to be the first on my block to have it. At age 6 I remember my best friend finger-fucking me. I can be sure of my age because his family moved away after first grade; and, sadly, we never saw each other again. A few years later, I got this little toy rocket for Christmas, a simple thing really. It was hard plastic, about 6 inches long and thick as your finger. It fit tightly on a small base. The trick to it was to pour baking soda and vinegar into it, jam it onto the base; and the chemical reaction would send it soaring into the air. Exciting as my new toy was, I soon tired of it. But I kept the little rocket; and at 14, it became my first “Dildo.” There was this boy in class I had a crush on. He was blonde, blue eyed, athletic, and a genuinely nice guy. Why wouldn’t I name my rocket after him? It wasn't until years later that the Freudian slip of naming my “Dildo” after my “Idol” sank in. In spite of my anal play and good grades, I was a very naïve kid. Most of my early sexual experience consisted of hand jobs and some oral. From 17 on, I met guys who wanted to Fuck. I really wanted to accommodate them, but it never worked out. I was too shy, too insecure, too tense, and too TIGHT. Every time I tried it, the PAIN was intense. I couldn't relax; and to my displeasure, I remained—a Virgin. When I was 20, I met Jay at a Frat Party. He was a cute Blonde with a killer smile, blue eyes, 6' tall, and very slim. He invited me back to his place. Once in the sack, I was amazed at what a kind and gentle lover he was. We made out forever, kissing and hugging, creating big ugly hickeys. Then he said the words I dreaded to hear. “DO YOU FUCK?" Oh, Man, did I want it! Between the conversation we'd had at the Party, and the tenderness and passion he displayed in the Bedroom, I was really turned on. And I wanted Him to be the one to take my Cherry. But there was a problem—a thick 8” problem jutting straight out of his Crotch. The other guys who had tried to fuck me were all smaller, and it hadn't worked out. I told him I was a Virgin, that I had tried it before, with no luck. He lay me on my back, pushed my legs in the air, and tongue-fucked me. Then, applying a ton of lube, he pressed in. I felt the familiar, excruciating PAIN. He stopped, but the PAIN didn't, so he withdrew. "WELL, SOMEONE’S GONNA GET FUCKED HERE TONIGHT; AND I GUESS IT’S GONNA BE ME." He put some lube on my dick, rolled over on his belly, and, guided me into his hole. I pushed in, and while he was tight, he didn't resist like I had; and my six-inches slowly slid in. I lay there a moment, letting his inner heat engulf me, feeling his sphincter draw me into him, desperately trying not to cum on the spot. Jay and I were Lovers for months, but our relationship was never really consummate—because he couldn’t screw me. One night, after we’d split, I was feeling extra horny and returned to the Campus. I had dropped out of school, but went back on occasion to visit friends or hang out. I’d discovered this Gay Bar on the edge of the Campus. Plus there was a Cruising area near the Admin Building called “The Wall.” First, I checked out The Wall, but there was nobody there; so I headed over to the Bar. After three rums-and-cokes, I was noticeably weaving and debated whether I could safely drive home. Hoping the jaunt might sober me up, I returned to The Wall. I passed by a Blonde in his 20’s. I looked over my shoulder, and he was gazing my way. He did an about face and got right to the point. "Hi. I'm Chris. Got a place?" I explained that I lived with my parents some 40 miles away. He said he had an apartment off Campus, but we’d have to be quiet so as not to awaken his Roomie. I learned he was a Grad Student and that he was POZ, but that he’d PLAY SAFE if I wanted. The wheels started to churn. POZ? I’d never been with a POZ man before—that I knew of. What would it be like to take a lethal dose of POZ JIZZ, knowing it had the potential to kill? And, in turn, to have the Power of Life and Death over others? WHAT A GIFT! I knew I had to have it! My raging hardon strained against the fabric of my briefs. I must have gotten real quiet, because he said: “Look, If IT bothers you, forget it.” “I’m not sure of my Status. Guess I’ve lost track….” [i’d tested NEG two weeks before.] “…So it doesn’t really matter. In fact, I prefer to play BARE.” He grunted his assent. When we reached the apartment, he grabbed a couple of beers from the Frig and we settled down in the Living Room. Talking in whispers, we drank and undressed. The couch was small, noisy and uncomfortable, so we ended up on the carpet. Before I knew it, Chris hoisted my legs in the air. He pressed my thighs into my chest, and kissed me. He greased up his dick, and liberally applied lube to my hole, slowly working one finger in, then another and another. He slid in me, A VERY FULL FEELING, but NO PAIN! Soon, he had shaft buried in my Cunt. He rose up to apply more leverage. He pounded me harder and faster, plowing his Pole into me, hitting my Prostate, making me quiver. He rolled me over and entered me from behind. He kept plugging away, like a Fucking Machine. It struck me that I was no longer a “Virgin.” I found that hilarious, and I giggled. His face flushed with Anger; and he said he was about to fill me with POZ JIZZ, and see if I could laugh about that. Laugh I did not. On the contrary, I bucked up against him to welcome the Toxic Intrusion. As he started to shoot, my ass muscles contracted around him. His Venomous Load spewed up my Mancunt. I thanked him, we kissed, and I left. As I walked back towards the Bar, I could feel my cummy ass cheeks squishing together. At last I’d found the MISSING LINK: IT TOOK HIV TO FULFILL ME. I giggled my way across Campus and strolled back into the Bar. I'm sure not a few of the patrons wondering WHO had made me so happy. But it wasn’t a WHO—it was AIDS. The next day, I went to see Jay. I told him the news. "I DID IT! GOT FUCKED! I FINALLY GOT FUCKED!" In one long, breathless sentence, I told him the story, but I could see that something was wrong. "You’re one sick puppy, Eddie. He was POZ—and you let him do you BAREBACK. I feel sorry for you, Eddie.” Realizing it was over between us, I said my good-byes and walked out. As you might suspect, tight as I was, I converted on my very first Fuck. Jay and I never did talk again, except for a glancing nod at the Bar. At the end of summer, he moved to Phoenix, and we completely lost touch. I entered into a relationship with another POZ dude and moved in. As for Chris? I met him and his Lover (the mysterious Roomie whom we’d tried not to disturb), and the three of us got to be buddies. I never told Chris he’d been MY FIRST and MY POZ BENEFACTOR.