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10. The driver dropped me off about ten minutes further uptown from Jerry’s building in front of a nice looking town house. I got out and did my best to not walk like a duck as I climbed the stairs to knock on the door. A handsome man in probably his early forties opened the door. He was dressed in loose fitting exercise clothes and I instantly caught a whiff of that perfect man smell that comes from a good work out. He had short cropped brown hair, with just a hint of grey at each temple, a handsome stubble on his chin and dark hungry eyes. He smiled at me and ushered me in. As the door clicked behind me he said, “You’re the new toy Chad said he’d drop off for me then?” “Yes Sir,” I responded. “Very nice, although I don’t give a shit about that Sir crap. I know it gets some of the other guys in the club off but I’m more interested in that wrecked cunt of yours than your subservience. Call me Jim.” I laughed, “I’m Sam.” “Hello Sam. So,” he said stepping closer, “first day and you’ve already been to Jerry.” I nodded. “And you’re still hungry for more after that. I’m impressed.” “And I took a load from his door man on the way out,” I confessed. “Fuck,” he was so closer I could feel his breath now, “you might just become one of my regulars.” His hand found the small of my back and he pulled me into a tight kiss. I opened my mouth and melted into him. His hands traveled all over my body eventually pulling my shirt up till we had to break the kiss so he could take it off. He then returned to kissing me as his hands slid down my pants. He tugged at the strap holding the massive plug in my cunt and laughed without breaking the kiss. “Fucking beautiful,” he whispered. “So you see Sam,” he said finally breaking the kiss and stepping back. “the reason I like the boys in the club,” he pulled his shirt off revealing a tight toned body with a fun spattering of brown fur, “is that while I’m not as big as Jerry I’m too big for your average random Grindr bottom. And after years and years of either having to bottom myself, which I don’t really like, or having boys tell me to slow down and pull out, I found this club full of broken in bottoms who can take me however I want.” He had dropped his sweat pants now to reveal slightly tented boxer briefs. What I saw in the pouch looked meaty already. “I’m guessing from the size of the plug in your hole right now and Jerry’s load soaking into your guts, you’ll have no issue though. Now, follow me.” He led me up two flights of stairs, which was not easy for me, and into a large bedroom facing the street. He made no move to close the curtains before dropping his shorts and turning back to me. His cock hung soft and thick past big round balls. My mouth watered and my hole flexed around the plug. “Sam,” he laughed, “take of you damn clothes and stop staring, you’re gonna get to see my cock a lot I think.” I laughed and stripped. “You know I said I don’t care about the subservience, but there is something so hot about a caged up bottom. I just love how it makes you focus on your hole and my cock.” “I’d never been locked up before today, I’m honestly loving it. It’s made me so fucking horny. And you’re right, all I can think about is cocks and my hole. After the first guy fucked me with it on I kinda forgot about my cock. Although I have been leaking like crazy.” He had started stroking his cock, and closing the distance between us again. By the time he was close enough to kiss me his cock was hard as a rock and looked like two soda cans stacked on top of each other. His tongue invaded my mouth and once again I sunk into him, falling against his body in my lust. After a while his hands drifted to my shoulders and pushed me to my knees. I knew what he wanted and quickly gobbled as much of his cock into my mouth as I could. He moaned and I swallowed down his thick meat, forcing it past my tonsils and down my throat. I focused on breathing through my nose and swallowed again. His balls almost getting to my chin. I boobed up and down on his cock, lathering it with spit, and he continued to moan. My jaw was starting to hurt when his hands suddenly landed on either side of my head and he held me in place while he grunted deeply. His cock pulsed, and my mouth was suddenly full of warm cum. It was the first load in my mouth that day and I was both excited because I loved the taste and sad that I hadn’t gotten another load in my hole for the count. “Fuck Sam, that was amazing.” “Thank you,” I said swallowing his load down. “Now get on the bed so I can dump one in your cunt too.” “Oh fuck yes!” He laughed as I eagerly jumped on the bed on all fours. “OH!” I said, “We have to take a video so I can send it in.” “I know,” he replied waving his cell at me, “I’m not new.” He then moved to undo the harness around my waist holding the plug in. I hadn’t quite realized just how wide the plug really had been until I felt the cold air rush into my gaping hole as he pulled it out. “Fuck Sam, you’ve been wrecked!” I felt him get on the bed behind me and his cock slap against my cunt. “Clamp down as tight as you can now.” I closed my eyes and focused on my hole, willing it to tighten up around his cock. He moaned and I knew he could feel it. His cock was so thick that it was hard to stay tight, I wanted to relax and just open up around him but I kept my eyes closed and tried to keep my breathing even and held firm. “You are a fast learner Sam. Im gonna be breeding this cunt all the time. You like being a cumdump don’t you?” “Yes, I fucking love it.” “Good, keep that hole tight around my cock and you’ll get a nice big load from me.” Despite saying he wasn’t into Subs he fucked me like he was. A hard steady hammering, just pounding away at my hole. I grunted and moaned and pushed back against his thrusts. I wanted to make this man fall in love with my cunt. He was one I wanted to impress. I wanted him every fucking day. His steady rhythmic breathing and moaning slowly changed, and his thrusting eventually became bucking. He slammed his cock in roughly, making his balls slap against my taint, and growled. The just like when he had cum in my mouth he pushed in hard and froze. His cock pulsed deep inside me, well past my second hole, and pumped another load into me. I groaned and fell forward onto my chest. Jim patted my back as he slowly pulled out. “Fucking hell boy. That is a good fucking pussy. I’m going to add you to my list.” He replaced the plug and the harness, and the came around to my face. He lifted me off the bed and planted a soft passionate kiss on me. I moaned a little. “Normally I wouldn’t kick you out so soon but I’ve actually got a conference call I’ve got to get ready for soon. I’ll text Chad and have him come back for you now though. Take your time getting dressed.” He kissed me again and headed out of the room. I slowly stood up and found my clothes. As I pulled my underwear on I caught a sight of myself in the full-length mirror. My cock trapped in the clear caged looked lost and pathetic, my hair was all a mess, and a small dribble of cum and dried on my cheek. I turned around and bent forward slightly, seeing for the first time the massive black base of the plug trapped between my cheeks. My cock leaked again. Fuck I looked used and I loved it. I got dressed and headed down stairs. Jim was in a room just off the hall wearing nothing but a pair of shorts. “I think Chad’s just pulled up. Write your number on the pad by the door before you go. I’ll see you very soon.” “Thank you!” I said, “I hope so.” I wrote my number down and went outside to the waiting car. “You look like you had fun,” said Chad. “I sure did.” “Home now?” “Yeah I guess so. Lay down for a bit and see who I can find on Scruff now that work is almost over.” “Fuck boy you’re insatiable.” “Apparently.”

Part 12 - October 2017 Darren woke at 3pm, his body still ached and he felt sick again. This was the fifth day he was feeling unwell failing to shift the bug he caught from sharing a joint. He felt mildly better and got out of bed and picked up the Malvern Echo a local newspaper. He got a glass of water trying to recount how many times he had been ill this year. He took a sip of water and went back to his bedroom with the paper, splashed on the front page was a picture of their local celebrity Louise Hythe-Anderson who was returning to the west end with a new co-star Byron Hillier. He sat up and read on 'After their tremendous success on Broadway rising star Byron Hillier also from Malvern will star with Louise Hythe-Anderson for four months in London's west end. Mr Hillier received crucial acclaim for his dancing and singing and was highlighted as one to watch. Rumours are already spreading around on Broadway that he is set to star along side Broadway legend Patti Lu Pone next year', Darren ran his finger over the picture of Byron holding hands with Louise during a curtain call. He had to look closely at the picture, he would never have recognised him otherwise. My god he thought, he has changed so much. He tore the page out of the newspaper and put it in the draw of his bedside table. Byron sat in his dressing room looking at the picture of Stefan and him on the beach in Spain, they had spent two weeks with Stefan's parents on holiday. He smiled loving the man in the picture standing by his side and who was sat on the sofa behind him. Marcus and Tyler had texted to wish him luck, Tyler had taken a break from Broadway for a month and flown over to LA to be with Marcus. The intercom buzzed announcing 10 minutes to curtain up. Stefan stood up "Good luck" he said leaning over and kissing Byron. Byron smiled "No heckling" he said standing and hugging Stefan and getting aroused by their closeness. Stefan left and met his father to take their seats, Byron's foster parents were in the audience with seats next to Stefan and Matthew. Opening night was nerve racking for Byron, the show had sold out within 2 weeks of being put on sale in August. Ticket prices were not cheap for this short run and everybody wanted in to see Louise on stage again, the worst part of it was that so many celebrities from all walks of entertainment were in the house tonight. Stefan took his seat and looked around at the empty seat next to him worried that the person may not make it in time. He checked his phone again, the flight from Vienna landed over an hour ago. The orchestra began their warm up as the safety curtain lifted. He turned and saw an usher who was hurrying down the aisle with Sam in tow. Stefan stood and hugged him "He is going to be so happy to see you Sam" he said letting him sit down. Sam smiled "Annoyed more like if I know Byron" he said as the band struck up the overture and the lights dimmed. Stefan liked Sam from the moment he saw him years back and they had remained friends connected through Byron. He could never figure out why Sam and Byron had never slept together despite his constant pestering and pushing Byron to make a move. Byron and Louise were on stage part way through the first half singing and dancing, Sam was transfixed watching Byron. Tears rolling down his face watching him on stage, so proud of what he was achieving. Stefan saw him wipe the tears from his face and put his arm around him until the interval. "You okay?" Stefan asked looking at him. Sam nodded "Yes, I don't know what come over me. He is brilliant" he replied "Thank you". The audience erupted at the finale immediately on their feet, the standing ovation lasted 10 minutes with repeated curtain calls for Louise and Byron chanting their names until they bowed out for the final time and the lights came on. They waited for most of the crowd to disperse and went backstage. Stefan took Sam to Byron's dressing room and said he had to go and see his mother, he wanted Sam to and Byron to have a few minutes alone. Sam watched Stefan go to the dressing room next door and knock on the door. The assistant had been told to disappear when Sam turned up. He walked in and saw Byron shirtless towelling down. "Sorry with you in a minute" Byron said without looking. "That's okay I can wait" Sam replied closing the door. Byron turned and nearly burst in to tears running towards him, Sam lifted him off his feet hugging him hard eventually putting him down. "Some friend you turned out to be" Byron said jokingly "surprising me like that". Sam laughed "You can blame Stefan" he replied as they hugged again. They both were emotional wrecks and began wiping each others face "Fuck I missed you Sam" Byron said. "You were amazing out there Byron I am so proud of you" Sam said looking in to Byron's eyes. Byron smiled "When did you get bigger muscles than me" he joked looking how much Sam's body had changed. "Lifting all those ballet dancers" Sam replied giggling "fuck those girls are heavy" he said continuing to laugh. Byron wiped another tear from Sam's face tenderly lingering longer. Sam moved closer and kissed Byron on the lips, they both knew it was coming. Hungrily they sought each other's mouths and kissed, arms wrapped around each other. Finally after all the years training together they tasted each other, unable to stop kissing they stumbled around the dressing room trying to keep their balance and sexual desire under control but failing miserably. Stefan walked in to the dressing room and smiled "Wow that is so hot and I'm not even gay" he said laughing. Byron and Sam stopped kissing and straightened themselves up "Sorry Stefan" Byron said apologetically. "What for?" Stefan said looking at him "is it weird I find it hot watching you two" he said walking over. "You know he can give you what I can't sexually" Stefan said hugging Byron. Sam looked at them both "Hang on, so what is going on with you two then?" he asked looking confused. Stefan laughed "Long story. Come on after show party is starting" he told them handing Byron his shirt. Sam was surprised entering the party, Louise went straight over to him wanting to hear all about his touring with the ballet company before she was dragged off with Byron for photos with the media. Stefan took the moment to take Sam aside and explained as best he could how Byron and he felt about each other. Sam had to admit it was unconventional, he understood though as Byron had a way of pulling you in without knowing it. Stefan explained that he would not be offended with him and Byron sleeping together, he handed Sam another drink who joked about Stefan trying to get him drunk and flirting outrageously with each other. Byron re-joined them and explained to Sam about going back to New Yok for a different show running the following year from May to December. Sam promised come hell or high water he would make it out there to see him and clinked glasses. Stefan had to leave the party to get back to Malvern, he had an early start for work in the morning with his father. Sam and Byron sat down chatting alone and Byron pulled his phone out and showed the text he had received from Kurt. Sam looked at him "So he is back in London" he asked. Byron nodded "Auditioning for a show and wants to meet up" he said looking at Sam. Sam looked at Byron "So many times I have wanted to get back at him for what he done to us" he said. "It's not worth it Sam, anyway I was literally begging for him to fuck me" Byron responded. Sam smiled "He was a good fuck I will give him that" he said looking at Sam then giggling. Byron looked around at the departing guests "Where are you staying tonight?" he asked. "Well..." Sam grinned "I was kind of hoping with you but seeing Stefan, you know" he replied. Byron leaned over "No, you can stay with me but you may not get much sleep" he said looking him in the eye. Sam smiled "I don't intend on letting you sleep either". They both hurriedly say goodbye and by the time they reached Byron's suite at the hotel they both looked nervously at each other for a few moments. Throwing out any apprehension they kissed quickly and stripped, hands all over each others bodies they bounded off the walls and door frame until they collapsed on the bed rolling back and forwards trying to get on top first. Byron laughed and looked at Sam 'fuck me' he said, quick as a flash Sam flipped Byron on to his stomach and spat in his hand rubbing it along Byron's ass. He lifted his hips up and pushed full force opening Byron's ass. Byron bucked and squealed at the sheer brunt of the penetration. Sam was oblivious and held Byron down as his hips pushed up and down driving his cock hard in to Byron. His feet pounding against the mattress and biting the pillow, he was in a bit of agony but so wanted Sam and he let him continue almost raping him. He cold feel Sam's hot breath on his neck and the breathing getting heavier as he neared his orgasm. Sam loving every minute and so horny and turned on leaned closer to Byron 'you were always going to be my bitch' he said grunting then pushing his hips down with a slap against Byron's ass 'fucking breeding you' he said louder, grinding his ass and grunting harder like he really waned Byron to know he was cumming in his ass. Byron was pinned under him unable to push him off 'come on my turn to break you' he said. Sam slowly pulled his cock out and Byron pulled Sam back down and scampered over him to get in between his legs. Byron aimed his cock and pushed it home 'fuck Byron' Sam cried out starring blankly at the headboard of the bed. The sound of Byron's balls slapping hard against Sam's ass echoed around the room mixed in the pleasured cries coming from Sam 'you gotta take what you give' Byron said and slapped Sam's ass hard and began pounding him even harder and faster. His hands resting on Sam's shoulders keeping him pinned down. He knew Sam was loving it as he ass kept pushing up meeting his downward thrusts. Byron steadied himself raising up on his arms, clenching his buttocks together he felt the pulses and waves of his orgasm running through his cock releasing his seed in to Sam 'oh fuck yes' Sam cried pushing his ass upwards until Byron collapsed on top of him and began laughing. They were disturbed by Byron's phone pinging with a message. He leaned over still with his cock inside Sam and looked at the message from Stefan 'Well, did you two get it on?' he laughed and showed it to Sam who took the phone and snapped a picture of Byron laying on top of him and sent it to Stefan. He replied instantly 'Awesome! at last!'. Byron rolled on to his back "I have wanted you for years Sam" he said caressing Sam's leg. Sam leaned up and kissed him "It was only a matter of time" he replied "So nearly happened that day you were ill, I wanted you then" he said. "It's not going to change us is it?" Byron asked with a little apprehension. Sam smiled "No" he said patting Byron's leg "Your my bitch now" he chuckled. Byron kissed Sam "No, your my bitch" he said adamantly. Sam overpowered Byron and penetrated him again 'My bitch' he laughed giving a few hard thrusts before settling in to a more gentle fucking. Kurt read the article about Byron's west end debut as a co-star as the tube pulled in the Leicester Square station. Out of the blue he had contacted Byron to telling him he was in London, mostly to see if he had indeed cooled down after the heated text. He had been invited to Byron's suite to catch up, Kurt only had one thing on his mind, he wanted inside of Byron's sweet body. He knocked on the door and waited as Byron appeared opening the door, instantly he knew why he had tumbled down this path in the first place, the man just ooozed sex appeal and Byron was finding it hard not to touch. Kurt was as confident as ever his ever present cocky grin on his face. Byron lead Kurt in to the lounge of his suite. "Hello Kurt" Sam said appearing from the bedroom wearing shorts and t-shirt. Kurt smirked "Well, two of my bitches in one room" he said looking at them both arrogantly. Byron walked next to Sam "You know what you gave us both. You never gave us a choice" he said. Kurt was not scared he could take both of them down "Told you when I was fucking I was going to breed you". Kurt looked at Sam "This one was so tricky" he then looked at Byron "And you were gagging for me". Sam walked over "You fucking owe us Kurt" he said dropping his shorts and taking his t-shirt off. Kurt looked at him as Byron began undressing "Payback time Kurt" Byron said. Kurt laughed and rubbed his cock "I will take you both on, breed you both and recharge your asses". Kurt stripped his shirt and jeans off kicking his trainers from his feet and exposing his fine physique. His cock already semi hard hanging between his legs. Byron and Sam walked up to Kurt who stood there grinning sexily. They both ran their hands up along his arm, caressing his biceps then across his chest. Kurt grabbed Sam and yanked him forward kissing him hard. His other arm grabbed Byron yanking him forward and kissing him hard. His hands worked down their backs and over their ass cheeks finding the pleasure holes on each lad. They kissed Kurt's neck as he slowly prised their asses open with his fingers. He never thought he would end up having both of the lads at the same time, his body was on fire and his cock strained at it's own hardness. He shoved a second finger up Byron and Sam's hols causing them both to wince and moan simultaneously, he had enough leverage to push them both and began moving them towards the bedroom. He forced them both on the bed and withdrew his fingers, Byron and Sam kissed each other madly as Kurt stood watching rubbing his cock. Kurt had never been more turned on 'Which of my bitches wants it first?' he asked slapping their asses hard and kneeling on the bed in between them. His cock fully erect and leaning forward it poked the lips of Byron and Sam's kissing pushing it's way in on the action. Kurt looked up at the ceiling and growled loudly, two tongues worked over the head and shaft, assaulting his cock from all angels driving him crazy. His hands grabbed an ass cheek each and squeezed them tightly, he began slapping each one hard until he saw their eyes watering from the burning and the red marks glowed brightly. Neither of his bitches whimpered, instead they both took his cock in their mouths forcing their lips together they kissed again, the force of them trying to get their tongues to each other over and around the cock head was so intense for Kurt. He growled feeling his balls tighten, he couldn't hold on even if he wanted to 'fuck' he cried out grabbing their asses again. They both felt the pulse and jump before it erupted in to their mouths catching them both by surprise. It seemed to never end, releasing toxic seed in to their mouths, hitting their tongues they continued kissing their assault on his cock despite the pain from Kurt digging his fingers in to their ass cheeks almost pulling them up and down on the bed with his strength. Kurt looked down, his orgasm finally subsiding. Pulling his cock away he could see their mouths full of one of the biggest loads he had ever busted. Quickly he pushed their heads together making them kiss with toxic seed until they had swallowed it all down. Kurt got off the bed and pulled Sam's legs down the bed until his ass hung just over edge and his legs were on the floor. Pushing Sam's legs apart he dropped down aiming his cock with deadly accuracy. Sam cried loud and Byron held his arms down on the bed. Kurt began pounding furiously, looking up at Byron he smiled 'Your next' he growled before getting back to work breeding Sam. Byron leaned down and found Sam's mouth, kissing him he could feel the pleasure emitting from his kiss. Kurt moaned and held still, Sam's eyes snapped open like a startled rabbit 'oh fuck' he hoarsely whispered to Byron. He knew Kurt was delivering a load deep in to his body, the pounding had made his ass more sensitive and he could feel the pulses clearly and the warmth hitting deep in his ass. Kurt whipped his cock, still fully erect. Byron was so busy watching Sam he never realised Kurt was behind him until the pain shot up through his body as he was impaled on Kurt's cock swiftly. Kurt wrapped his arm around Byron's waist pulling him painfully hard and deep on to his cock. He showed no mercy and began destroying Byron's ass. Byron almost howled as he was given no time to adjust, he felt like he was being stabbed on the inside with the force of Kurt's thrusting. Sam rolled on to his back wiping his watery eyes and looking up in to Byron's eyes. He raised his hand and pushed his fingers in to Byron's mouth stopping him from crying out. This time Kurt took longer to bust his load but it didn't mean Byron got an easier ride. The sweat dripping from Kurt and running down Byron's back, his body was held so tightly by Kurt's muscular arm around his waist he knew he was going no where. His mouth aching and nearly gagging as Sam held firm with his hand in his mouth. Sam's other hand now began playing with Byron's cock that could only reach a semi hard state. His arse was burning, it was constant, no slowing or stopping, Kurt's cock just kept coming for his ass, each thrust felt deeper every time. He felt the change in Kurt's cock and knew it was time. A kind of relief going through his body he relaxed. Kurt's moaned and threw his other arm around Byron's chest pulling him down deeper on to his cock as he began unleashing and recharging Byron. Sam removed his hand out of Byron's mouth, his head fell forward grunting noises every time Kurt jolted his hips up relapsing more seed and plating it deep in to Byron. Kurt's head rested on the shoulder of Byron as he steadied himself catching his breath. Even for him this was a record of busting three loads within an hour. His arms released Byron who collapsed on he bed panting heavily. Kurt looked down at his still erect cock, blood streaks adorning it he was about to go and clean up when Sam moved forward and took it in his mouth gently he began to deep throat Kurt working deeper each time and cleaning him up. Kurt leaned round and fingered Sam's hole and saw traces of blood and smiled. He had broken both of them and he was loving it he thought smiling to himself, moving slowly he eased on to his back and let Sam finish off cleaning him. He pulled Byron towards him and kissed him sensually. Bryon played with his cock that was fully erect as he kissed Kurt. He felt Sam moving over and taking it in his mouth washing his tongue over it lapping up the precum that had accumulated. Byron moaned in to Kurt's mouth who knew what was going on, he held Byron tighter up to his mouth kissing him deeper allowing Sam to work Byron's cock. He gripped hold of Kurt's arm hard, his cock began flooding Sam's mouth. His moans and cries lost in Kurt's mouth. Sam moved up the bed his mouth full of Byron's seed, Kurt twisted Byron's head towards Sam who kissed him deep passing the cum to him. Kurt then kissed Byron again taking the cum and then finally back to Sam. Kurt laid there on his back, the two boys laying in his arms. Despite all the sexual encounters these two together were by far the hottest and most interesting to be with. Kurt ended up staying the night, the sex sometimes rough and edgy but also incredibly sensual. He loved his two British bitches, more than just fucks that laid there wanting it, they liked it rough and could handle it. Perfectly ideal since he landed a role as a cast dancer in the west end on a 2 year contract. He hadn't even got around to telling his boys before they fell sound asleep exhausted from the hours of sex. What he found incredibly arousing was watching Byron and Sam fuck each other like crazy dogs, it looked like years missed love and sexual frustration being taken out on each other. Watching Sam pump his load in to Bryon and vice versa made him cum every time.

Name a single country, ever, that's prospered with a leader like the one you describe above. "Brash" destroys diplomatic relationships and alliances on which we depend (in so many ways). It's one thing to not be a lawyer or politician, it's another one not to understand how laws are made or the value in enforcing them. Not being a lawyer or politician isn't a qualification for anything. If by "proletariat" you mean white racists, that's deplorable. If by the "Deep State" you mean people with decades of experience who know how to get things done, then you're an anarchist. And the "flushed down the toilet" comment confirms that you are indeed an anarchist. If you think that's OK, name one country, ever, that's prospered under anarchy. And you don't seem to understand "socialism". Socialism is Medicare. It's Social Security. It's getting treatment when you go to the hospital and don't have insurance. Socialism is the federal government subsidizing highways in West Virginia more than in Texas because it's a lot more expensive to build highways in mountains than on flat ground. Socialism is the National Park Service. Socialism is making sure your water is clean and your air won't cause asthma. Socialism is making sure your medications don't have impurities in them that can harm you. And on and on… And no country has ever prospered under nationalist leaders – at least not compared to the more cooperative countries that existed at the same time. For example Argentina used to have a GDP that was close to that of the US. Then they went nationalist, and now look at them… Oh, and your "Marxist" comment is hilarious given how you were saying it's so wonderful that the proletariat is rising up. And lastly, I find it deplorable that you'd come onto a gay site and side with someone who has seriously harmed the gay community. But you do express your views in a civil manner. As long as that stays that way, you're welcome to say what you want.

It's been a while since I had the apartment to myself. I always love when my BF goes out for an extended time and I get to be a slutty cumdump at home. I really get off on being loaded up with other guys' cum and my BF has no idea about all the sperm swimming in my ass. He had something to do all day Sunday and had to leave by 5:30 am. I woke up with him and immediately put an ad up on bbrts that I was hosting any and all loads...none refused...mouth and ass were fair game. I was a little worried that I would get tweakers who had been up all night and wouldn't be able to get it up, but I figured there would be some horny guys who had been out on Saturday night and still up or some early risers. Sadly, I wasn't getting any serious responses until this one Asian Latino mixed guy with no face pic responded that he wanted to shoot his load in my ass before meeting friends. He asked if I had any loads in me yet. I told him he would be my first of the day (first of many if I was lucky.) I was horny in cumdump mode so I gave him my address, not caring what he looked like. I put on my tank top and well-worn and semen stained black jock. When I wear that, it means, "ignore my cock. I want you in my ass." He was over in 10 minutes, catching me off guard. He was substantially shorter than he said, but cute. Within 30 seconds, I was on my knees, working his tenting cock with my mouth through his sweats. He was very verbally responsive, which I love since I know he's enjoying it. I slide his shoes of while continuing to work his cock. I pull his pants down and work on him through his briefs, occasionally sliding my tongue through the leg hole to lick his balls and that drives him wild. I slide his briefs down and take him all the way in my mouth. He's not particularly big, but a good size to throat without gagging. I also was happy it would be a nice size to start a cumdump day. He's loving the bj so much I'm a little worried he'll cum in my mouth and in won't get fucked. I move over to the couch and keep working him. He's that size where I can have him all the way in my mouth and still use my tongue very freely. His precum tastes great. He’s moaning and then says what I’ve been waiting for, “turn around and show me your asshole.” In a flash, I was on all fours. He was so wet with my spit and precum that he slid right in all the way. He fucked like a champ for about 15 minutes. I didn’t expect him to last long since he seemed so close. When he came, he screamed. He finally pulled out, still hard, and laid back. I went down on him to clean him off. To my delight, he stayed hard and put his hands on the back of my head. He said he always cums more than once and did I want another load. Fuck yeah! He fucks my mouth like that for 10 minutes and blasts another good sized load. Yum! To my delight, he pulled my back onto all fours and mounted me again. My ass is still lubed with his first load. He fucked me like a jack rabbit like that for a few minutes before having me lay face down and switching to a slow fuck. At this point I’m amazed and thrilled that he’s stayed hard the whole time. After about 20 more minutes of this, he says he wants to cum in mouth again because he like what my face looks like while I’m tasting his load. I gladly swallow that third load. He gets dressed, still hard and says he’d love to keeping fuming in me all day, but had to meet his friends. He left me all primed for more cock, but sadly it was nothing but flakes after that. Glad I got to keep that load in my ass all day, though.

Becoming POZ will remove the risk, but the thrill of fucking skin on skin will never go away.

PrEP is not a "chemical condom" because it only protects from one thing, spread of HIV. There are still a dozen other sexually transmitted infections and pregnancy. Not to be a dick, but your argument is stupid. Raw does not equal bugchasing. You cannot shame someone on PrEP by saying they aren't really fucking raw because they aren't bugchasing correctly. Guys on PrEP can be bugchasers. They can still get aroused by poz guys, prefer poz loads, exclusively take HVL poz cock raw. Being on PrEP doesn't make them any less of a bugchaser. Raw means skin-to-skin fucking, usually for the purpose of cumming inside someone. That is all it means. Don't convolute the term with your judgements of people you believe to be performing the act wrong.

Part 3 - Broken The room felt warmer, I was definitely sweating a bit, Paul was boring his tongue into my mouth and his cock into my asshole, a steady rhythm accompanied by the soft sound of his penetrations. He moved his lips from mine, licking his way to an armpit, then bathing my pit with his tongue, pushing against it, rubbing his scruff on that tender, sensitive skin. I was squirming beneath him, gasping, small sounds escaping, as he moved to the other side and did the same. My pits are supersensitive in the same way nips are on lots of other guys, and the way he was working them over was almost too much. Grabbing my upper arms, he pinned them down, settling his body on mine, using his heavier weight to keep me from wriggling so much. “Something wrong, faggot? Can’t control yourself?” He started slamming his cock into me, hard and deliberate. “No - nothing - just, shit, it’s crazy - I mean, this…” My voice trailed off, in my fucked up state I couldn’t put a sentence together. My whimpers resumed. He paused for a second, grabbed poppers, shoved them under a nostril. Obediently, I inhaled once, then again. My head started to spin, now my boipussy somehow was more open, even warmer. “You want my load in your cunt?” I just looked at him, the poppers had now made even speaking a challenge. Unexpectedly, he slapped me, more than lightly. Startled, I didn’t answer at first, then looked at him and nodded. Another slap, “What? Answer me.” “Yes, please, breed my ass, fucking mark my party hole.” “You’re such a fucking pigboy.” “Please.” He started to piston in and out off my hole, drilling in rough and deep, breathing harder. His face contorted, then came a torrent of abuse and cum. "Fuck! Yeah, you’re getting it! What all you whores want. Take my cum. Take it. This cunt is mine. You fucking slut!” Paul was pressing deep, forcing the sperm in, ramming his dick, I could feel the heat and wetness of his load start to seep around my ass lips. He bent down again and kissed, forcefully. The pace slowed, he was reveling in the sensations of my open hole, his cum, the warmth, the conquest. We made out, then he rose up off me, pulled all the way out except for the head, used his finger to trace the outline of my asshole, stretched wide with his cock. Took some of his seed on his fingers, fed it to me, roughly moving his fingers inside my mouth. I sucked them clean. I had lost any sense of control. Of my body, emotions, any ability to do anything except obey and be used. I was broken.

Please ignore any random spelling errors or odd punctuation my iPad key bored is horrible haha. Everyone remembers the first time they stepp out and play with someone else.... I was a married 28 year old living in a new city. My husband had been relocated by his employer and his new job had him traveling three times a month to different parts of the country. Life was great for us. We had been married for six years, his job provided us with plenty of perks, and we were happily monogamous. Seattle was everything we had heard, amazing food, great views, and plenty of eye candy. The only downfall of his new job was he never had time to go out, so our friend pool was super shallow. Each time he went out of town I found myself stuck at home and bored out of my mind. I had yet to find a new job, so my days at home consisted of me watching Netflix, binging on porn, and eating whatever I wanted. We weren’t gym god gays at all. The husband was a typical midwestern guy with blonde hair, blue eyes, and a towering height of six foot 3. He weighed a little over 260 lbs, and was the definition of a bear. I on the other hand was a 5 foot 7 furry brown haired cub. Not really fat, but a nice mixture of husky, and the remains of muscles from my teenage years playing football in high school. Our sex life was the standard married sex life. We fucked twice a week and always in the same position. Even though my husband was a big bear, he was the biggest bottom ever. He rarely fucked me and when he did he was never able to cum in my ass like I craved. In the six years of our marriage, he was only able to breed me once and that took me riding him while he did nothing. Super exciting right? We had been in Seattle for a little over a month, and we hadn’t had sex since we moved. Jack was busy working almost everyday, and he didn’t get home until well after 7 pm. Each night I would greet him with a glass of wine and dinner in hopes he would be in the mood. Each night it was the same answer. “I’m so tired, lets have sex tomorrow morning.” Each morning passed and here I was sexless and frustrated. Each passing day allowed my mind to wander more and more. I was starting to notice more guys when ever I went out, and I caught myself going grocery shopping at stores in the gay district. II never planned to do anything outside of the house, but as we all know, our dicks will lead us to doing crazy things. Jack had just left for a two week trip to Boston, and I finally had it. A little flirting on an app wouldn’t be considered cheating right? We had downloaded scruff when we moved in hopes that it would gain us some friends to explore town with. Jack did not know however that I had also downloaded Growlr, and set up a profile with just some body shots. I had used this a few times to dirty chat with guys, trade pictures, and jack off when he wasn’t home. It’s was an absolute rush to chat with someone who didn’t know me and see what they would do to me. I always focused on guys that were from out of town in hopes that they would never see me in real life. I knew jack would kill me if we ran into a guy on the street that I had sexed with. Jack had been gone for five days, and my diick was constantly hard. No matter how many times I jacked off I was still horny as fuck. It was 8 pm on a a Friday night when I jumped in the shower. I knew I was going to have some fun with some of our toys and I wanted to be nice and clean. I had logged on to growler and woofed a few guys before showering. As a scrubbed down my body fur I heard the familiar noise of an incoming message. The noise caused my dick to rise instantly. By the end of my shower I was clean and ready to have night in with me, my poppers, and a 10 inch dildo named Stan. II dried off, grabbed my phone and went to lay down on my bed. Not only had I received a message, the guy had unlocked his pics, and sent me a few more. We exchanged the normal, hey....what’s up....horny? Conversation. He told me his name,that was in town on business, and asked if I ever played with married guys on the DL. When I read this I started to leak precum. I told him that I was also married and that my husband was out of town and that we were also monogamous. The conversation kept going normallly until he asked me if I got off on cheating. This wa something I had never really thought about, but as I laid there stroking my dick I realized that I was really getting into the idea of it. “It’s somthing I hadn’t really ever thought of. We have been monogamous our entire relationship” ”Same. Well he thinks we have been. I started playing around when I traveled a few months ago and the rush of a new dick is insane.” ”Oh really? Don’t you feel guilty?” ”I did at first. But then when I bred the second guy I played with that all went out the door!” When I read the word bred, I felt an orgasm building. But instead of shooting I stopped jacking off and took a deep breath. I thought to myself that maybe I should just delete the app and go to bed. I wasn’t about to go cheat on my man and take a strangers load. II slowly typed a message back with shaking fingers. “Oh wow. Don’t you worry about catching something? “ ”Nah...as a top its rare to get an STD that isn’t treatable with something, and I only fuck neg guys.” ”I guess that makes sense.” Our conversation continued, and we kept sending pics back and forth. Paul was totally my type. He was a ginger bear in his early 40s with a ton of body hair and a thick uncut cock. It was when he started to send pictures of him breeding a guy that I felt the start of an orgasm coming on. I stopped jacking off and we continued to chat. “So Chris, doo you think I could get a face picture?” ”Uh....I don’t really send those since my man doesn’t know I have this app.” ”Oh, cmon, I’m not from here, im a cheater myself and I wouldn’t show anyone. Be a good son and show daddy a face pic.” That was it. He had found my weak spot calling me son. Without realizing what I was doing, I held my phone above me and took a picture that showed my fave and my furry body. The moment I hit send I felt a twinge in my stomach. What was I doing? I took another deep breath and heard a message alert tone. ”Damn son...you are one cute fucking cub. I love the beard and those eyes just suck you in. Dont you wanna be a goood boy and come ride daddy’s cock? I mean, it says were only .2 miles from each other. So my airbnb must be pretty close.” Damn, the guy was super close and was now calling me son. I could feel my dick starting to take over my mind. Would meeting the guy really be that bad? I mean, maybe I could have him over for a glass of wine? ”Oh you’re a bad daddy! Trying to get me to cheat.” ”Son, I think you’ve already made the decision. You sent me a face in after all.” He was right. The fact I had sent him a face pic and called him daddy had told him that I wanted his dick inside of me. My ass twitch at the thought of taking his thick uncut cock raw. ”Son, wouldn’t it be hot to be bred in the bed you share with your man? Wouldn’t it be sexy to take your daddy’s load while you bite his pillow? Trust me, a night of me fucking you and you’ll never forget me...ever.” ”That does sound hot...I haven’t ever thought that cheating on my husband would ever be something I would do....” ”See son, your already becoming ok with the idea of taking my dick bareback and letting me give you what you’ve always wanted a needed.” ”Would you be ok with coming here and having some wine and just seeing what happens? I mean, if we just jack off next to each other that’s just as fun right?” “Sure son, I love a good wine, and I love looking at a cub jacking off. When can I come over? I froze before I wrote the next message. Was I really about to invite a guy over and possibly have sex with him? I slowly typed my next messsage and took a minute before I hit send. “you can com over now. I just showered and have a few bottles of red already out. Here’s my address.” ”Looks likewise only a five minute walk son. I’m on my way.” When he sent this my dick hardened to the point of it hurting. I had just invited over a guy that wanted to pump a load into me. I quickly ran downstairs and opened a bottle of wine and chugged down half of it. I knew I needed liquid courage too do what I was about to do. Before I knew it I heard a knock at the door. As I went to answer it I realized that I was naked, great I thought to myself. What a way to answer the door. Paul stood at the door wearing gym shorts and a sweatshirt. I could see he didn’t have a shirt on under it and I guessed he was camando as well. “Wow son, what a way to greet your daddy!” I went to cover my junk and I blushed. ”YEah...I was jacking off in bed when you messaged me. I can throw on some underwear if you like.” ”Up to you. Though I wouldn’t mind seeing you in a jock if you have one. “ He smacked my ass as he entered the door. “Wow. What a nice place you have!” I heard him call as I ran upstairs for a jock. ”Yeah, we just moved here a few months ago” I called back down as I grabbed a jock and slid it on. “The husband works for a big company and they offered to give us a package that included money to move into a place. “ By the time I finished saying this I was back downstairs. ”Oh woof son, that jock looks great on you! You might be one of the harriest cubs Ive ever seen!” I could see him looking me up and down. I could also also see his dick rising in his gym shorts. “Why thanks Paul...erm, daddy” This sentence sealed the deal. I knew that by the end of the night I was going to have a naked man in my house that wasn’t my husband. “Would you like a glass of wine?” I asked as I poured myself some. I could feel the wine I chugged earlier taking over my mind and lowering my inhabiitions. ”Yes please! I had a long day of travel and a glass or four sounds great!” He said this while walking into the kichen. He ended up behind me and slowly moved his arms around me. I could feel his dick rubbing my ass I knew that by the end of the night we would be doing more then just jacking off. He slowly rubbed he hands on my furry stomach and down to my bulging pouch. “Wow son, someone is excited to see daddy!” I could feel his hands all over me. With each pass I grew hornier and hornier. I threw back my glass of wine, and slowly ground my ass into his dick. “It also looks like you want daddy’s dick up that furry ass.” He said this in a growling low voice right behind my ear. I could feel every breath of his on my neck. He grabbed two bottles of wine from the counter and asked me to lead him to our bedroom. My mind was racing as we walked upstairs. I was leading a man to our bedroom, and I knew I was about to do something irreversible. The moment we got into the rooom he tossed back the remaining wine from one bottle and sat them both down on the nightstand. He them looked at me directly in the eyes and I just melted. He slowly walked to me, grabbed my face and started to kiss me. The moment his tongue entered my mouth he had me. Jack was not a fan of kissing and I loved it. I felt Paul wrap his thick arms around me as we fell onto the bed. “Is this the bed you share with your husband son?” He asked me as he laid on top of me. His weight felt perfect on me and I could feel wet spots on both of us. “ Is this the bed daddy’s gonna breed you in? Your husband isn’t here to tell you to stop. But don’t worry, daddy is a better top that he is and ill fuck you better then he ever has.” We continued to kiss and grind against each other. “Yes daddy, this is our bed.” I said in a muffled tone. His mouth continued to kiss me. I felt one of his hands move down to his shorts and in one motion he ripped them off. His cock came out and popped down on my stomach. II could feel the head of his dick ooozing precum. He scooped it up and slowly moved it towards my ass. “Might as well get you lubed up a little son. Natures lube is the best for daddy to breed his son with. “ I felt his fingers part my cheaks and rub his precum on my hairy hole. “Mmmmm. Son I can feel your hole twitch” as he said this he leaked more and more precum until my stomach was soaked. For ten minutes he worked more and more of it into my ass until he was able to successfully get three fingers up me. By this time my hole was open and sloppy with his juice. I groaned and said, “Daddy that feels so good. You’re precum inside of me makes me feel so slutty.” ”You are a slut son. You’re letting daddy work his pre into you on the bed you share with your man. You’re a cheater just like your dad. “ As he said this her worked one more finger up me and he began to massage my prostrate. With each rub I moaned and moaned. He could tell that I was a bottom in need of a real man. I felt him move and he passed me the bottle of poppers from the nightstand. “ Here son take a few hits. Daddy wants to see you piggy out when I start to rub my dick.” I took the poppers, opened them up and inhaled the fumes. between the wine and the poppers I was in heaven. Daddy looked at me and chuckled, “now there’s the little piggy cub I knew you were. Your eyes look soo fucked up. Ready for my cock son?” The poppers had hit me. “Yeah daddy, give me that raw dick. Fuck a load into me. Fuck me better then my husband could ever do!” I screamed these. Words out as Paul rubbed his cock on my hole. I could feel my ring release as he slowly slid in. He was so thick that I had to take one more hit. Thankfully he had worked my hole with his precum before his assault. Inch by inch he entered me. I was feeling feelings that I hadn’t felt in years. It felt like minutes had passed when he was balls deep in me. Here I was, a married man, with a bear inside me raw....and he wasn’t my husband Daddy slowly rocked back and forth. With each rock he looked at me, “Take a few more hits son. Let your inner dick pig come out. Show daddy how much you want his gift. Show daddy that you want him to change you forever!” I took three more hits and let them roll over me. As they hit I moaned out, “Daddy fuck me. Breed me. Give me your seed!” My mind was gone. I was no longer the good husband. I was a bottom pig begging for my dads cum. “That’s it boy. Keep taking those hit. Beg me for my gift, beg me for my cum” I could see sweat dripping down his face and onto me. He looked me in the eyes as he lowered himself. As he continued to breed me, he kissed my neck and then slowly moved up to my ear. Withe a gentle bit he asked me a question, “does my son know his daddy is a gifter?” I froze. I had read things about gifters and what that meant. “Take another hit son, let daddy give you the gift that you known you’ve wanted. Once you get my gift you’ll be able to have sex with anyone.” He kissed me again and grabbed the poppers. Instead of having me huff them he soaked his gym shorts with them and held them to my face. I could smell the poppers and his sweat, I could smell the man who was fucking me, and I could smell my ultimate demise. With each smell my ass lossened more, and daddy fucked me harder and harder. I could’ve stopped him, but I wanted his load. “That’s it son. Let daddy breed you and change you forever. I can feel your ass wanting it. “ We were both sweating and I was in a popper high. Minutes of fucking went by when I saw him close his eyes and tense up. I could also feel his dick harden and I knew what was about to happen. “Son! You’re getting it. Your getting it! What a good boy! Take my poz cum!” As I felt him cum in me I grabbed his ass and pulled him in as deep as he could he go. The deed was done and with a few more thrusts I shot my load all over us. our room smelled like sweat and cum and I didn’t care. Daddy pulled out of me and fell to the bed next to me. Laying on my husbands pillow I looked down at his dick and saw a mixture of cum, spots of blood, and ass juice. He saw me looking and said, “Looks like your gonna be just like daddy after all. I always knew you’d take after my side of the family,” With that he rolled over, grabbed me and we drifted off to sleep. 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Ok you sick fuckers!...As the title states who would it be and how? I guess because of recent documentaries...I'd choose Aaron Hernandez. It's all fantasy so he be alive..lol....and very dominant!...hate fuck me with that huge uncut dick...and shoot his load up my ass hard....Henry Cavill could help as well and add his load.....Scott Caan could sit on my face and smother me and I'd die a very cumdump!....wink

I think that the notion that being on PrEP while fucking without a condom is somehow not raw is total bullshit. I will acknowledge that fucking bareback while on PrEP is not effectively bugchasing. If you think that on PrEP is not raw, then what you are saying is raw equals bugchasing.

Of course you won't it's hard emotional for you get it because you are attracted to dominance and you like being thé vessel for the Dominance pleasure. Service tops are sub's, what they have virtually done is made penetration passive. It is no longer an act being done to the bottom but for. Service oriented individual have issues when people do things for them, because they like get off on service, being a vessel of pleasure and to bring pleasure. Also even the term passive top sounds weak, there is no inspiration of power. Two sub's can be friends but their will be no action between them because they seek the same thing, but are lacking the same as well. The roles are insignificant. Like you I understand it from an intellectual aspect, but I could never be that. All that said it's great when someone finds their true self and can express it.

Almost literally on the other side of the damn planet from here. When I started the thread, I had no idea the results were going to be this frustrating. Full disclosure for those of you living elsewhere than the United States - the phrase “Land of Opportunity” is sometimes not all that accurate. 🤨

I was down in Key West recently (on hols with "limpet" boyfriend) Finally got rid of him and went to the video store and grabbed a booth , saw guy through hole so I pushed my cock through and he went to town on it , TBH im not that fussed about oral , I always just want to fuck and load. I went round and pushed the door , it was open. I got him standing up and fingered his ass - lubed ! (just the kind of slag I like) I pushed him over a pushed my very hard cock in him - I really like small booths for fucking as the bottom has less control and you can brace against the wall to give the bottom a real hammering. I put a thick creamy load in him , when I pulled out is was dripping down his leg , When I was fucking him there was a lot of noise from the banging on the flimsy walls - as I left there were other guys at the door looking to use the reseeded slope cunt hole.

Thanks so much for keeping this story going. I don't get on this site often enough to let you know how much I enjoy every chapter, but I'm following it and get to read it in my email. I am loving it!

Good faggot

In my opinion, "top" and "bottom" are positions while "dominant" and "submissive" are attitudes. Dominant tops and submissive bottoms are pretty much the stereotypes, but I can imagine a scene where a Master makes his Slave fuck him and pleasure him with a prostate massage. In that case, the Dom would be the bottom and the Sub would be the top. That sort of puts a new spin on people saying: "Thank you for your service."

Be cautious about shutting down your awareness of your surroundings if you’re going to do anon scenes. You are already in a vulnerable position, and making it so that you cannot see or hear what’s coming at you would simply be unwise, especially in open-door situations. Not all Men who come through your door may be harmless guys looking to pump and go. They may do other things to you that you don’t like or want. They may overpower you, restrain you, rape you, rob you, beat you. All of these things have happened before. When I host, I keep my wits clear, my senses sharp, and my extra self-defense within easy reach. I would love to do what you’re talking about when I host, and just become a lump of warm, wet flesh for their use, but aside from the danger, I can’t give my Tops the fuck they deserve if I can’t hear their sex sounds or see the cues they exhibit that tell me how to respond in ways that excite them. I can never make the mistake of turning the fuck into something about me, or I risk ruining it for both of us.

Yes, it raw as you might not become Poz on PrEP but there are many other STDs you catch.

I love slapping a whore when I fuck it. The best faggots will actually beg you to hit them and thank you afterwards. Some whores aren't happy unless you leave a bruise. Plus I really love strangling a bitch so it goes well together. It's a great way to show some slut that you don't give a fuck about it or respect it. YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A FUCKHOLE. For me it's not about hurting it cause I really don't give a fuck if it likes it or not. It's about putting a whore in its place. Down on all fours being slapped, pissed on, spit on and strangled unconscious. I have even had a few choice sluts beg me to punch them in the face while I fucked them.

7. At home I lay flay on my back completely naked, the plug next to me with my fingers siding in and out of my loose wet cunt. The walk home had been difficult. The plug kept falling out and by the time I had gotten to my building I had to hold it in with my hand to get up the stairs. I was sweaty and the smell of cum drifted from my body. It only made me hornier. I had been broken. Some part of my mind knew that. I had become what the club needed me to be. Somehow it felt right, as though this was who I was actually supposed to be. I didn’t really care about getting off myself but I couldn’t wait to feel full again. About ten minutes after getting home the Daddy sent me a video on Scruff. It was shot from the side but clearly showed his fat beer can cock ramming in and out of my cunt. I saved it and sent it to Sir. Then for a long minute I lay on my bed savoring the stench of sex that pervaded my nostrils. I checked my phone, I had managed to kill about an hour and a half. I didn’t really have time to find another top and be sure I would be free at one when Sir texted me my next assignment so I went back to looking at porn and drinking another couple glasses of water for my piss assignment. Sir messaged me. Damn boy. Not even noon and you’ve got your fourth load in that cunt. One more and you’ll have broken your record. How do you feel? Amazing Sir! My cunt is so wet and leaking with cum. The plug you gave me will barely stay in now. Good. You’ll be given a new one after your next appointment. You’ll need it. I felt a jolt of electricity go through me at that thought. Did that mean that the next guy was going to somehow wreck me even more. I figured my slack hole and couldn’t imagine how that was possible. Are you going to fuck me again Sir? Yes, but you’ll have to wait for that. Yes Sir. Now, it turns out your next appointment is free early if you are. YES SIR! Good. You can leave the plug at home, but keep the cum you’ve collected in your cunt. He sent me the address. On my way Sir! Good pig. I got dressed, wearing a jock and a new pair of briefs to try and catch any cum that leaked out of my abused cunt and then pulling on shorts. Just before I left I recorded another piss video for Sir to show him what a good boy I was and sent it off, then I was out the door and on the way to my next appointment. This one was further away and I hailed a cab. I felt surely the driver knew something was up. He looked at me with suspicion. Maybe he could smell the cum and sweat on me or the piss on my breath. Regardless we made the ten minute drive in silence, me looking at Scruff the whole way. I sent a few responses to tops who had messaged me while I was meeting up with the daddy begging for their loads that afternoon. Hopefully Sir would give me time to take all of them. I had been nervous that telling them I was caged up and collecting loads would turn men off, but it seemed to make most of them want me even more. The car pulled up in front of a fancy looking building. I regretted not dressing better. I had thought that looking like a trashy sex pig would win me points but now I had to walk through a marble lobby with a wet spot slowly forming in the back of my shorts. A little nervously I paid the cab and got out. I checked the address again and taking a deep breath walked in. I had hoped to just breeze right past the door man but he shouted before I could get to the elevator and I turned around. “Where are you going?” I told him the apartment number and he smiled. “Name?” “Sam.” “Good boy,” he said, “follow me.” “What,” I stammered not understanding what I’d just heard. “You heard me pig, follow me.” He placed a “Back in 10 Minutes” sign on his desk and walked through an unobtrusive looking tan door off to the side of the lobby. Confusedly I followed him. The door man was young, maybe in his early 30s with short brown hair and a dark complexion. As soon as the door behind me closed his demeanor changed from the smiling professional to a hungry animal. “So, you’re the new faggot. How many loads so far boy?” “Four, Sir,” I stammered. “When was the last one?” “About an hour ago.” “Well that just won’t do. I can’t send you upstairs without a hot fresh load to lube your cunt up.” I didn’t even think. I turned around, shoved my shorts and underwear down around my ankles, and bent forward with my hands on the door back to the lobby. “Good pig,” said the door man. “Fuck your cunts already so loose the starter plug wont fit. Jerry will be happy about that. He hates it when they send him a cunt that’s still too tight.” I watched over my shoulder while he untucked his shirt and undid his pants. He didn’t bother taking anything completely off. He wasn’t wearing any underwear so his dick flopped out as he opened his pants. Jesus Christ, I thought, every man in this club had a massive cock. This guy had a broad thick brown headed cock sprouting from a dense mass of pubes and two long low hanging balls. He slapped it against my ass as it got hard and then with just a glob of spit on the head slid it into my hole. I groaned a little too loudly and he clapped his and over my mouth as he started to fuck me, whispering in my ear “keep it down faggot.” Breathlessly I panted as he slid his long heavily veined cock in and out of my cunt. His balls slapped against my taint as he used me steadily gaining speed. Pushing back against his cock it occurred to me that these quick rough breedings had had a greater purpose than to just rack up a load count quickly. They were to break me down. I had started the day nervous about letting a stranger fuck me. Now I was hungrily pushing my ass back against the door man’s cock, my own dick leaking like a faucet inside its cage. They had used the men to change how I thought about sex and how I saw my role in these moments. The club’s training program was brilliant, and I felt an overwhelming need to thank Devin and Sir for getting me started. The door man slammed into me and with a few shuddering breaths unloaded into my hole. “Good boy,” he whispered in my ear, “now you’re ready to go upstairs. I’ll leave first, give you a second to get yourself together.” He pulled me away from the door, his cock already back in his pants and left. I took a few deep breaths, pulled my shorts on and followed a moment later. “First elevator on the right,” the door man said with a slight smile as I passed him. I clenched my hole tight as I walked to keep any of his load from leaking out.

5. You’re doing well boy. How do you feel with your cock safely locked away?”read Sir’s next text. Hornier than ever Sir! Good. And I hear you served the tops I sent over so far today well. Thank you Sir. Now we don’t want to wear that nice cunt of yours too quickly. You’ll have a few hours off to do as you like. I will send you an address a little before 1 of where you’re supposed to go for your next load. What you decided to do before then is up to you. If you want more cock then you know how to find it. If you get bred you will get a video and send it to me right away. Yes Sir! And I expect at least two more videos of you filling a glass with your piss and drinking it down boy. Fuck! Yes Sir! Good. Have fun 😉 1pm, alright I had three hours to kill before my next task. My cock hurt a little straining against the cage, and my hole felt empty. I grabbed the plug from where it lay on the floor and bent over to cram it back into my hole. It slid in easily and didn’t quite lock in as tight as it did before. I went into my room and pulled a pair of briefs to try and keep the plug in better. What to do now. If I was totally honest with myself I didn’t want to wait till 1 to get fucked again. I was so horny I felt like I needed it. I went into the kitchen and got myself a large glass of water and drank it down quickly, thinking about how hot it had been to drink my own piss earlier in the day. Then I opened up scruff and started scrolling. The pickings were slim early morning on a weekday. So I sent out some messages, checked Grindr, and then started scrolling through porn Twitter while drinking another glass of water. Feeling my cock struggle against the cage made me even hornier. I started to look for new profiles to follow: subs, caged boys, raw bottoms, pigs. My searches got more and more raunchy. I watched caged boys be stretched out with toys and hands, I watched them take loads, and I watched them worship men’s bodies. I slugged back another glass of water, my bladder swelling slowly. This was the most turned on I had ever been. My hunger for cock was growing and the messages I sent out were getting more and more desperate. I eventually sent a message to a man older than my father with a thick mat of white chest hair, and just a bit of a bell on him saying only “please breed me Sir!” I sent similar messages to a few more guys while walking to the bathroom. The cup I had used earlier still sat on the bathroom sink. I held it under the slit at the end of my cock cage and let go. Warm pale yellow liquid filled the glass, steaming up the sides. I held the camera steady till the last drop feel from the cage and then swapped it to feature my face, smiled, and raised the glass to my lips. The taste was lighter than last time, slightly less acidic, but still the warmth of the liquid was alluring. The taboo of what I was doing filled me with lust as the warm tart liquid slid down my throat. I smiled into the camera, and then texted the video to Sir. And then the daddy I had messaged responded...

As many of you know, I tried to be a 'good safe sex boy' for years. I always had 'Safe Only' in my profile and after I realized how much I liked getting fucked bareback I even typed it in caps in my a4a profile - SAFE ONLY. As if the all caps was going to change how I acted when I had a cock resting on my ass. LOL I went out of town for a family wedding and was staying at a hotel by the airport where my cousins had their 'after reception party'. I got drunk and went to my room before things got totally insane. Besides, I was horny. I got upstairs and since I had marked myself as a visitor in the town/city, I had a few messages, but as it was about 2:00 AM, only one guy who had messaged me was still online. He was mid-30s, 100% top, and, as he had unlocked his pics, I could tell he had a hot cock. Oh, yeah, his profile also said 'Safe Only'. At this point I was 23 years old, so mid-30s was pushing my age range, still I messaged him and unlocked my pics to show off my ass and cock. He got back to me right away: Him: Sexy pics. 2am, huh? You horny and looking to get fucked? Me: Fuck yes and kinda drunk so I'll be extra slutty. LOL Him: I like slutty boys. What are you into? Me: Making out, oral, getting rimmed, getting fucked, and dirty talk. U? Him: Sounds hot. Like all that, except I'm a top. Where are you staying? Him: You ever been nailed bareback? Me. XXX Hotel. Me: Yes. Him: Are you open to getting fucked bare tonight? Me: I prefer you wrap it. (He had read the message and not responded for a few minutes. I was nervous.) Me: I'm open to it if you want. I'm not a condom nazi or anything. Him: So you'll let me fuck you bareback? Me: Sure. I'm neg and ddf, u? Him: Leaving now. I'll be right over. 10 minutes. (Small fucking town/city apparently because he was there fast.) I opened the door for him wearing just my briefs. He was wearing basketball shorts and a tee shirt and flip flops. He kissed me and grabbed my ass. I sucked his tongue and grabbed for his cock. He was going commando. HOT! I took out his cock and stroked it. "Suck it," he ordered. I dropped to my knees and started licking and sucking his cock. "You like that cock boy?" he asked. I mumbled 'Uuh huh' as I sucked him. He replied with the simple order "Get it wet for your ass." I sucked him harder and tried to use all my skills to get his cock off because I was worried about letting him fuck me bareback. He said, "You're a great cocksucker. Keep going slut." "You're a hot slutty bitch showing off your body to a stranger wearing just those briefs. I bet you like showing off how slutty you are. Don't you?" I stopped sucking his cock and said, "Yes I like showing off." "Stand-up and turn around," he ordered. No sooner had I done so then he pushed me on the bed, he stripped off his clothing, and lay on top of me, his cock nuzzling my briefs and we were making out front to back. I liked how his cock felt against my brief clad ass and I kept pushing and grinding back against his cock. His hands were all over me, cock, ass, chest, hair; but he never made a move to take off my briefs. I reached back for his cock and it felt so nice. I needed to feel him on my skin, so, I pushed my briefs down so they were resting just below my ass cheeks. He said, "That's right slut. Show me what you want." I stroked his cock and put it on my ass crack. He rubbed his cock on my ass and poked at my hole a bit, but I was too tight for him to slide right in. He pulled me up and stood me at the end of the bed and was rubbing his cock on my ass. I went over and slowly removed the briefs from my legs, which, of course, allowed my cock to pop out. He said, "That's right slut. Show me your ass. You want to get fucked?" "Yes," I replied. "Where's the lube?" I replied "The stuff is over there," gesturing to a night table where I had placed some condoms and lube. Glancing at the night table, he asked "You're going to let me ride you bareback tonight, aren't you slut?" "Yes, but please don't cum in my ass." He squirted some lube on his fingers, lubed his cock, and also worked his slippery fingers into my ass. Then he removed his fingers from my ass, bent me over the bed and started to push his bare cock inside me. I grunted and needed to adjust since I hadn't warmed up my ass much. He slid in slowly but after a bit he had got it all inside my ass and his pubes were resting on my ass. He moved his cock a bit back and forth and the pain subsided. I grunted in pleasure as his cock head grazed my prostate. He started fucking me to open me up more, so longer strokes, but not deep-dicking. We did that for a while and the dirty talk started again. As I moaned like a bitch in heat, he asked "You like my fat cock in you?" "Fuck, yes." "My bare cock feels so good in your safe sex ass," he responded, clearly teasing me. Between moans I replied "Fuck, your bare cock feels great." "Not so worried about those condoms are you? You just want my bare cock pumping your slutty hole." "Yes. That's what I want." We were completely into the fuck. He positioned me on my back and started fucking me with my legs around his waist, as he kissed me again and again, his hairy belly pressing on my abs. He said, "You are a hot slut." I responded with a moan and by kissing him even more deeply. After a bit, he murmured he was getting close, to which I suggested "Let's finish off doggie-style." We re-positioned ourselves so I was on all fours at end of the bed, and he stood behind me and slid back inside my fucked hole in one stroke. Involuntarily I grunted "Fuck, that feels good. Do it again." He long dick jabbed me a few more times and that got me really fucking horny. My cock was rock hard from feeling him hit my spot. He got a good rhythm going on my ass and he reached around to jerk me off. The dirty talk started again when I said "Fuck my slutty ass with your hot bare cock." "You want it slut? Want this dick?" "Fuck yeah, I want your bare cock. It feels amazing." "Glad you said you wanted it bareback tonight? Bare cock feels better right?" "Yes. I wanted your bare cock as soon as you asked if I get fucked bareback." "Why?" "Feels so much better." "What else feels good?" His tempo was picking-up, so I knew he was close. So was I. "Cum!" "What cum?" "Yours." "Tell me what you want slut. Tell ...this....stranger...uh...uh...what you....want." "Your cum. I want your cum shot inside me, Breed me." I'm not exaggerating when I say that very second he exploded in my ass, and I came on the bed. He collapsed on my back and then rolled over on his side. After he caught his breath he stood-up, and dressed, but before he walked-out the door, he said "Thanks for taking my load, slut." He left and I fell asleep. In the morning I occurred to me he had never answered the question about his status. Too late now.

Just had a trick over who is by tats and piercings easily classifiable a 'bad boy'. He is actually a nice guy and organizes various fetish and sex parties. In the days BEFORE becoming a genuine BAREBACKER I might have kept my distance as he is a guy that might be 'TOO RISKY' and definitely promiscuous, just out for an easy fuck. Well I'm there now, as a late-cummer to the bareback cause: RAW IS LAW! He showed up as he always does: boots and commando, huge nipples rings barely hidden under the wife-beater. He doesn't talk much (most of the time) just casually drops his denims with his half-erect boner flinging out. Right of the bat, as usual, his cock was oozing and drooling precum in copious amounts. As much as some guys normally cum. Huge pre-coitus DNA release... DANGER!!!! THRILL-RIDE!!! No lube necessary! Not even spit! Unless he used his. Legs up, me playing with those nipple-knockers, knowing on guys like him that gets the loads and the orgasm even more intense and big!!! Knowing he is everything I once feared and avoided, I'm even more receptive to taking his load! He went extra fast this time! And when I felt his copious nut rush into my insides, my slutty man-cunt was sucking it up, feeding on sketchy DNA, wanting to be impregnated by the leading buck like some trailerpark whore. Of course, she'd probably have regret the moment after and queefe out her illegitimacy, before her man finds out! My man doesn't care, actually encourages me to get bred and loaded. Only rule: no cheating with condoms! That ain't real sex! So no REGRETS here of any kind! Instead I felt a deep satisfaction as the dude nutted, and my sphincter closing up shop as his cock slipped out. NO PULLING OUT (prematurely) NO LOADS REFUSED, NO RETURNS, all sales final! I'm holding onto that demon seed NOW, this very moment like a thief who pilfered the bank. I just put on my gym clothes and I'm heading to Planet Fitness (judgement-free Zone) where I will hop onto the stairmaster for at least an hour to make sure that impregnating DNA works itself into my system. Absorbs his legacy and free spirit! If I'm lucky there will be no 'dripping' lol... Not after depriving myself of all the thrills bareback sex could have been had I (consequently and promiscuously) practiced it earlier in life. Sure I might be dead, but judging by what I'm seeing here I may still not have entered the POZ brotherhood any earlier... than I did! Now taking a load (and holding on to it) is like a kinky ritual of the bb-manhood, a BOOTY BUMP of alien masculinity! Not like 'tribal blood-brothers' but even more intense: "SPERM-BROTHERS"

Short Version: For those whose other head won’t allow them to read. I was driving to a larger town to do some shopping. Got hit up by a guy on Growlr who invited me over, so I changed direction and drove about 30 minutes out of the way. That guy flaked and as I was leaving town this other guy hit me up on Grindr and said he needed to fuck, so we met. Nice looking black guy 5’11, 165lbs, lean, shaved body, decently hung and the chemistry was instant. We did all the foreplay and he fucked me with a condom. It was suppose to have been a quickie but I got him hard again while he was cleaning up and we started over. The second time he had me on my back at the edge of the bed my legs over his shoulders and he pounded me hard for ten minutes or so, and then it happened. I was laying there content as I could be. He started grunting and moaning and I felt this warm sensation filling my hole. I knew instantly it was his load, but this was the first time I had ever felt a guys cum actually fill me. Needless to say my heart skipped a beat and I was already wanting more when he said “Oh, dude the condom slipped off.” I told him it wasn’t a big deal I was on Prep. So we just kept fucking the rest of the afternoon. I think five or six times and that many loads minus the first wasted one. When I got home I sat on the toilet, and it was no wonder I felt his cum filling me. This guy must have shot bucket loads, because they just kept pouring out of my ass, so that in the end it looked like there was enough to fill three shot glasses. Long version: For those who have probably gotten the baby batter off the brain I ended up getting the rest of the day off from work after lunch on Thursday. So I decided to go to one of the larger towns and test my credit limit. I live in the Texas Panhandle so it’s an hour and half or two hour drive to any decent sized town. Which means that while driving, I sit there and play on hookup apps seeing who’s in each town I pass through. I got hit up by this hispanic guy on Growlr who said he was in heat and wanted to play. I bought his line and changed direction, he wasn’t far about thirty forty minutes out of my way and I needed to fuck. When I got ten miles from that guy I started telling him I was close, I don’t know if he lost interest while I was driving or was just a flake period, but he stopped responding. It was a small town with less than 3000 people, so I kind of hovered around town just looking at it and waiting to see if that guy would respond. Then I got a hit on Grindr. He was an middle aged black guy late forties, but he was what you would call my cup of tea. He asked me what I was doing, I told him I just got flaked on and was about to leave town. He said, “Why, I need to fuck.” I said “Awesome that’s what I wanted to hear.” We exchanged some nudes and I told him I was traveling and asked if I would be able to clean up at his house. He said the house was rented and the water wasn’t turned on yet, which kind of excited me. I love fucking in places that really weren’t meant for it. I said no big deal. Because when I travel I have a little leather shaving box in which I keep condoms, lube, a butt plug to loosen up with, and douching things. He sent me the address, and on the way over I stopped at a gas station and bought two gallons of water. I drove to the house. It was run down with a bad roof and overgrown lawn. I was instantly turned on. He came to the door and I got my first look at him. I do believe count me in on all fours was the motto I took when I saw him. I went in with my water and little fuck kit, we said the heys and how are yas. The inside of the house was also run down, the ceiling falling in from the leaks in the roof, old cloth furniture and dirty carpet. I set the stuff down and we walked into the bedroom. I turned around and started kissing him, running my hands over his cloths to get a feel for his body. He was a good looking guy, shaved head, tall, and thin. The kissing must have tickled him the right way because he was all over me and we started undressing. I got out of my cloths faster than a guy in a moo moo could but he fucking teased me leaving his blue boxer briefs on hiding a nice bulge. I pulled him down on the bed and we kissed for a bit getting the feel of each other. The chemistry was instant though. He stood up and I pulled his underwear down and got the sight I had been craving. This guy was gorgeous, he was lean with a slight six pack sinuous legs and muscular shoulders and arms, he was light skinned with a shaved head and thin mustache, full lips, firm tight ass that I found while we were making out, and he was hung. He stood up I pulled the underwear down and there was this semi firm uncut cock handing about seven inches soft. It made that perfect little water fall that hung cocks do, with the head dangling below the balls. It was a good girth, enough to fill a hole but wouldn’t bring you to tears or tears when you first try to take it. I was sitting on the side of the bed and I took his cock in my mouth and started working his head until he got hard, I pulled him down on the bed getting him on his back and worked him awhile just enjoying the size. He asked me if I thought I would be able to take his cock, I knew it wouldn’t any trouble but I told him, “Probably or I guess I’ll scream trying.” He laughed and got off the bed and pulled a condom from a drawer, I got in my little fuck kit and gave him a single use lube packet. I got him on his back again, I like to sit on a cock and take it in my sweet time. I sucked him hard again put the condom in my mouth and rolled it down his shaft with my lips. I blew him long enough to lube up, then I mounted him cowgirl and started in on his cock. I was wrong about the girth, the fucker was fat, and it took me a beat and some of that “hurts so good” to get it balls deep. Of course he didn’t mind, his cock was rock hard which was helpful. Once I started riding him with ease he had had enough of that position he pulled me off stood up beside the bed and told me to bend over and leave my knees on the edge of the mattress, he slid back in and started pumping me hard. We had a little misunderstanding I said, “Oh man that’s it” and he though I was petering out, I said “ No man, that’s the fucking spot.” Which was all he needed to hear. He got in balls deep and just started thrusting as hard as he could which made my cock start oozing. We did that for about five minutes before I started getting leg cramps. Now I had to made a delicate move here, which was to get him to pull out and on his back so I could start riding him again, and as we all know getting between a top and a hole is like getting between a dog and his food. I semi pulled it off. I grabbed his arm and kind of twisted him around onto the bed, he got what I was going for. But he got off kilter and half his body ended up hanging off the mattress; one leg, shoulder, and ass cheek hanging off. I just went with it rather than trying to get him back on the the bed fully. I mounded him one leg folded on the bed and the other standing up off the floor, and I just started impaling myself hard on is cock. I started pinching his nipples which sent him over the edge, in less than a minute he started moaning. He pulled my hips down and blew his first load in the condom. We stayed in that position with me softly grinding on his cock until it went soft. He got up and walked into the bathroom and started using the water I had brought to wipe his cock off. I came in behind him and we had a little chitchat while cleaning up. He told me how good I was, and I told him he could have all he wanted when he got ready again so I started kissing and licking the back of his neck and nibbled his ear lobe. Just like that he said, “I’m ready now.” We walked back into the bedroom. For some reason he liked to do things standing so he sat me on the side of the bed and held his cock in one hand and grabbed my head with the other and put my mouth on his cock, and he throat fucked me for a few minutes. He got rock hard again and I couldn’t deep throat anymore so he grabbed another condom from the drawer pushed me on my back and slipped it on, he pulled my legs over his shoulders spit on my hole and slid his cock back in. Apparently he wasn’t at all tired from the last go around because he fucking pounded my ass so hard and good that I could feel him bottoming out. I was in ecstasy this time, not that the first wasn’t great, but I was comfortable this time. On my back, my legs in a good position and I was being reamed beyond expectation. Then he did something that drove me wild. He had shave balls and his pubes were trimmed short in a rectangular patch. His little landing strip was about two inched wide and the hair was coarse which is what put me over the edge. When he bent down to kiss me he drove that coarse hair into my perineum grinding it in, and that scratched an itch I didn’t know I had. This made me break my don’t cum first rule by blowing a load all over my stomach and chest. Seeing the cum really got him going and he stood back up off the bed took hold of my knees and just pounded the shit out of me (not literally of course). This is when it happened. Something I have read and heard time and again from guys, which is that they feel cum filling their holes. I had never felt a guys load when he shot it even though I fuck raw whenever given the chance. They guy started moaning again and I knew he was close, so I was just waiting on him to finish since I had blown my load he was wearing the condom. Then I felt a very warm thick sensation in my ass. I knew instantly it was his load, and it excited me so much because I had never felt that before and because I could feel the warmth keep growing. I wanted him to stay in, so I pulled him down to and we kissed for a while until he got soft again and his cock slipped out. He stood up and I laid there sound as a pound, savoring. He said, “Oh. Dude the condom slipped off,” I said, “It’s no big deal to me I’m taking prep.” He gave me this slight smile and cooly said “Oh. Ok.” Okay my ass. With that smile and the gleam in his eye I just know the “Come on Down” theme from the Price is Right was playing in his head. After that session, the guy was needing a cigarette bad but was out. So we got in my car and drove down to the store got the smokes, something to drink, and went back to his house. He barely made it in the door before he was ripping the pack open. He lit one in the living room while I stripped again as fast as my pants would allow and then started in on him. I walked back into his room to get something I came back and he was sitting all man spread on the couch playing on his phone, smoking, and there was that gorgeous fucking cock draped over his balls. I pulled the coffee table back got on my knees and started giving him head while he smoked. I stood up to get him to go back to the bed and he grabbed my dick, which was hard from all the foreplay, and started sucking me. This was a nice surprise. The guy was definitely a top though because that lasted about a minute. Anyway that’s not what I wanted that day anyway. We went back into the room and fucked at least three maybe four more times, each time with those condoms in their proper fucking place. Hidden in the drawer. So after three hours of fucking he was getting tired and in that limped dick heaven state of mind, so I just lay there and he fucked me missionary for at least thirty minutes. It was hot, we kept lips locked whenever I wasn’t licking his neck and shoulders or nibbling his ears. The heat between us built up and it got really sweaty which is another one of those tactile feelings I love. You know, two bodies slick and gliding on each other. He got a little stiff legged fucking so long so he stood on the side of the bed again and finished fucking me doggie. I don’t know if it was because this last fuck had more intimacy or that it took the longest but after five or six loads this was his hardest orgasm. He started moaning again saying “oh fuck, oh fuck,” like he could barely get the words out it felt so good. He thrust hard and collapsed onto my back pushing me into the bed. And there it was again, a final warm gush in my ass. I didn't feel the others except that first one but this one I did. We lay like that, him on top of me, for awhile. Even after his cock went soft it just stayed in my hole right where I wanted it. Eventually someones phone rang and that was it. I got up, got dressed, fixed my hair so I didn’t look like I had been fucked all afternoon and went home. When I got home I trusted a fart and my underwear got sort of wet, so I sat on the toilet and deposited what he deposited. It floored me. I looked down into the bowl and there was already a massive load but it just kept coming. I didn’t get to see the cum in the condom but that guy must have just gushed fountains. By the time I was satisfied I had dumped it all, I know those loads would have easily filled three shot glasses.

A few years ago when Craigslist personals was still active I was in my freshman year at NC State University. I have a high sex drive and was constantly checking out sites like CL and Grindr for quick, and easy hookups. Over time I began to notice many ads about fun in the bathrooms at D.H. Hill Library. The thought of playing in public really turned me on so I messaged one of the ads just trying to get info on where people met up and how to get play started. Luckily the guy gave me all the tips that I now know about cruising and best bathroom and times to go. The next day I had a short day of classes so after finishing up I went to the library around 2. I went to the West wing where it was recommended and I picked second to last stall so I could potentially have someone on the either side. This side of the library was much quieter so fewer interruptions. First guy to come in after I sat down just went to the urinal and I was already getting excited of what might happen. He finished and left when about 5 minutes later someone else comes in and takes the stall to the left of mine. This bathroom has 4 stalls so most people wanting privacy would have taken the one 2 stalls away from me. I quickly got a bit nervous and got ready to bolt, but I took a deep breathe and began to slowly tap my foot as I had been instructed by the guy on CL. Shortly after the guy sticks his fingers under the stall and beckons at me. Nervously I get off the toilet, but have a raging hard on and get my legs under the partition. Quickly my 7 inch cut dick is enveloped by a hand and he begins to stroke me up and down teasing my head. After a bit there is movement on his side as he gets down and puts his lower half under the partition. The guy has thin, but toned legs and a dick that wasn't very big at around 5.5, but had decent girth and was beautifully cut. In a low, commanding voice he told me to suck him. I began to rub his legs as I bent over with my ass near the partition and obeyed. Internally I was still panicking about this all, but I was so damn turned on. I kept sucking him quite sloppily getting his dick wet and down my throat. As I did this he began to rub my ass under the stall. I kept bobbing on his tasty dick when he again commanded, *Sit on it." I was not prepared at all for this. I had only come with the intention of oral play so had not brought a condom. I told him as such, but he responded it did not matter and again commanded me to sit on it. My fear of STI's quickly came to my head and again I wanted to bolt, but I just stood there on my knees staring at his dick. Finally I thought to myself fuck it, I will try it this one time. I told him ok and turned around and began to squat hovering over his bare dick. I hear a loud spit and then felt wet fingers probing at my hole. I began to leak precum and get even harder and knew this was the point I was going to go through with it. After he got me nice and wet I slowly brought my ass down to the tip of his dick. And then further and further and further down. He was all the way in me and I was in exstacy. Once I got comfortable with him inside he began to fuck me hard from underneath the stall pounding away at my prostate. I kept bouncing back on him trying to feel his raw dick as deep inside of me as possible. My precum kept leaking and dripping over my legs with all the motion and he started to whisper how hot my bare ass was and that I should keep meeting him and others in bathrooms. After a few minutes of him fucking me, without warning he began to grunt and I felt my ass getting filled up. He went soft and pulled out with some of the cum spilling on the floor. He quickly pulled his pants up and left the bathroom while I stood there still squatted in a daze. I could not believe what had just happened, but I was still rock hard. I ended up jacking off until I blew my own huge load. After cumming I got a huge wave of guilt and fear of what I might have just gotten from a stranger. I left in a panic and told myself I would never go back. But, as you can infer from this story dear reader, I did go back. Many more times in fact and I think over the few years after I was at NC State I got a few more loads from this guy. But I guess I will never know as I never saw his face and that is half the thrill of it.

I forgot to mention Idris Elba!

They are actually called service tops. Tops that like to be dominated used like a dildo etc. Don't mix it up with a general nice top that listens to their bottom. Or vers LoL

Cum tastes best after you take the load in your ass and you turn around to clean the dick off. Cleaning cum off a dick is a privilege you are given.

There is a certain dishonesty about PrEP, trying to get something for nothing. It can be good temporary protection while shopping for a life partner, but I predict taking it from age 16 to 76 will have unexpected results. Trust the folks who sold tainted blood to Haiti and told you Aspertame stops diabetes? I think not. You know the Coronavirus is patented, right? Ebola too. Look it up. Taking the meds for HIV is simply maintenance for your body, the same way you might repair an old car to keep it running. What other people are thinking when they are taking an UD load in their ass should be totally unimportant to the person who takes meds to stay alive.

At 25 years old I was what people termed a "Pretty Boy", very good looks, clean shaven, short dark hair and a trim body. On the outside I was a gentle, placid and kind person. On the inside I had a devious nasty streak which came out when my 7 inch thick pierced poz cock honed in on it's target. Getting a guy to bottom for me took no effort at all. Over the last few years I had been given some good tips on how to make the condom rip allowing me to stealth with greater effect. I was standing outside one of hippest gay nightclubs which attracted the young preppy set. I paid the entrance fee and went inside. The lights flashed and glistened over the bodies of the young twinks as they flayed themselves around on the dance floor. The heavy beat of the continuous music, the occasional whiff of poppers emanating through the air as I made my way around the dance floor. With so many choices it was difficult to isolate any one in particular so I just wandered straight through the middle of the floor. I couldn't have gone more than 5 meters as one young stunner grabbed me to dance with him, he couldn't have been more than 20 years old but was obviously a little drunk. Dark mohican style hair adorned his youthful body standing several inches shorter than me, he oozed a certain naivety. Totally in the music he had turned away from his group of friends to dance with me. As we did so, I gradually kept moving back away from him and like a good puppy he kept up following my movement. Slowly but surely we found ourselves on the other side of the dance floor, isolated from his group of friends. His hands grabbed my hips as we continued dancing, I moved in closer as he looked up at me. He kissed my neck and looked up again where I returned a smile and kissed him on the cheek. "Your so sexy, I would totally have sex with you if your interested" he shouted in my ear. I played the shy look of surprise expression and slapped him gently on the ass lingering and caressing it as I did so. He grabbed my hand and we moved off the dance floor and headed down the corridor to the restroom. As we entered he picked up a condom and lube packet from the basket on the sink counter. I silently laughed to myself thinking this was such a classy place. He looked at me, holding the condom up "Well, interested?" he asked, I simply nodded as he guided me in to a stall and locked the door behind us. "I don't have long, I have to get back to friends." he urgently said. Without a sound he dropped his shorts and underwear handing me the condom and lube. I turned him around and pushed him up against the wall. I dropped my shorts ripped open the condom packet and pushed him up against the wall. I got the tip of the condom and bit the very tip off in a quick movement and slipped it over my raging erection. He took a look at the meat "oh fuck yeah!" he moaned as he pushed his arse out. I lubed my wrapped cock and guided it towards his hole. He tensed as the head pushed through his hole "Oh man, fuck me!" he cried to me. I positioned my hips and rammed my entire shaft deep in to his body a he moaned in pleasure. Pinning him flat up against the wall I kicked his legs apart to provide better access and held his arms tightly above his head. He emitted small erotic cries pleading me to fuck him. I rippled my hips pushing deep in to his hot ass. Pulled halfway out and thrusted back in hard causing his head to fall back against my neck, I continued doing this this until I felt the condom give. As I began to pump his ass with shallow hard thrusts he told me it was hurting. I comforted him whispering to him that it was just the size of my dick, I kissed him long and hard on the mouth as I continued fucking his ass, I withdrew my shaft leaving the head inside of him as I angled my cock to the left and rammed it home. He yelped and struggled to free his arms, I gripped tighter and pushed them up higher above his head. His complaining gradually eased as his moans of desire took over. I continued for several more minutes forcing my cock to push up hard against the walls of his anal lining. I could feel a tingling deep in my balls as they started to build up to the finale. My cock started swelling and twitching uncontrollably. His ass was pushing back to take more of my cock and his hips began pounding against him. I grunted loud, he cried "fuck me, fuck me hard.". I complied by giving him some of my best ass pounding making him whimper in ecstasy. My body pushed him harder up against the wall as I tensed and felt the breeding contractions rocketing up my shaft emitting wave after wave of my toxic seed in his delicate body. I held him still against the wall waiting for the squeezing every last drop in him, gradually I began slow undulating hip movements. I wanted to make sure this boy was bred good. I slowly withdrew my cock from his ass, the condom now only wrapped around half of my shaft I pulled it off and flushed it down the toilet. Still pinning him to the wall with my chest I pulled some tissue from the roll and wiped my cock, I glanced down and saw streaks of blood, I threw it in the toilet and flushed it as well. Pulling my shorts up I kissed him "Great fuck baby, one I hope you enjoyed and will remember." I left the stall and the club.

Just got knocked up by this older German gentleman, who came to my town doing some business. Besides he was very polite and friendly he had delicious 7inch long thick cock. I was was surprised by it because it looked smaller on the picture. Nevertheless I sucked his cock in he's hotel room, to which he responded with satisfied groaning words of praise. I worked his niples too. Oh man, those niples of his must have been used in past so well. Just from the glance, they were prolonged and especially sensitive to the licking or squeezing. He locked my pussy to relax it for his robust cock and than he asked me to sit on him. I wasn't really sure how smooth this will go, but for my surprise down on him balls deep on the first go. His cock felt fantastic in me. I was stuffed but not to that point he'd torn me. So I start to ride on him enjoying that marvellous cock sliding in and out. Then we changed to doggy style. And that's where YOU guys form Breeding zone came to my mind. All thouse advices and types I learned here I put them to use. So I tried to keep my knees together while fucked in doggy style. For my it worked great. I believe it helped me deepened my inferiority. To prevent his exhaustion I started to impale on him mysellf using my sphincters to milk him. And finally he came deep inside me. Actually till this very moment I'm writing this I still holding his load inside my pussy (yes I called it that way in front of him). Not forgetting good menners I clean his meat gently in my mouth. He made me leak from my locked dicklett of course. He'll be back in 2 months, looking forward to it. Than you guys. Love ya.

I travel a lot between Canada, Europe, UK and Africa. So the time zone change for me is +6 hours on these trips. So, like @FelchingPisser suggests, I have my phone set to remind me to take my pills at 0800 Canada time every day. When I am in Europe... that becomes either 1pm or 2pm (depending where I am) and that is usually lunch. It helps remind me to do my thing... at a fairly regular time. And yes, the math people will point out I lose/gain 6 hours going there/coming back... but it IS fairly consistent for me. I also went to the Dollar store here (Pound store for you - grin) and bought a pill dispenser for daily pills. By looking at the dispenser, I can quickly tell whether I have taken my pill that day. They come in different sizes... you might just take one medication (PrEP) and would require a small dispenser. But it is a 'visual'. As far as being concerned? PrEP has proven to be pretty darn reliable. There is always an 'exception' case.... but the science shows it to be pretty effective. As you (and all of us at some point in time) have found out - it doesn't protect from OTHER STI's... so, this is a risk when fucking raw regardless of whether you are on PrEP or not.... it will always be there. I don't think you can shock a nurse or doctor in a sexual health clinic. They have seen it all. Don't worry about what 'they' think... they are there to help you. The fact that you are being tested regularly is a good thing overall to your NHS in the end. You are 'managing' your situation by being proactive and being tested/monitored. In the end.. that is a good thing. People will ALWAYS judge you... regardless of what you do or think... so do what is best for.. you!! Cheers mate!

My sex life started in the height of the AIDS crisis. By the time I started having Anal sex, you just didn't fuck without a condom. I remember the first few years there was no question, and I never even heard about the term bareback. If you came across a porno that was done before AIDS, it was marketed as 'Pre-Condom' not Bareback. I think it was around 2000 or so that I hooked up with a guy, I fucked him with condom, and then later saw his profile mention he didn't like to use condoms. I asked him about it and he responded with 'blush' and I never went back. I think it was around 2004 that I hooked up with a guy that sat on my cock raw when we were making out. I didn't freak out, I came fast, and said to myself never do that again, because it still was a worry for me. Around that time a guy wanted me to bareback him, and when I said no he asked me to just tease the hole. Though I hooked up with him, and teased his hole, I suited up in the end. 2005/2006 is when my evolution started to happen. A guy I met up with from Gay.com didn't ask questions, he just sat on my raw cock after we'd made out and 69'd a while. This was the first time I truly enjoyed bare sex, but I still hadn't made it a thing. As a matter of fact, a guy that I knew was positive wanted me to fuck him raw around that time and I declined. The only reason I found him hot was it turned out he was chatting with a 'Straight' goodlooking, matinee idol, married co-worker of mine who wanted to BB fuck him. Never looked at that coworker the same again, I was too judgemental. It would have been hot to hookup with that guy and the co-worker, though it might have freaked out the co-worker. Around 2006 I agreed to let a neighbor fuck me raw, that was my first bottom experience. By 2007 all I wanted was bare no matter what. So I'm on the end of the evolutionary scale of Sex-SafeSex-BB

^ This. One of the quickest ways a municipality can shut down an “undesirable” adult business in a neighborhood is to send in the Fire Marshall and have the place cited as unsafe. The Fire Marshall can shut a place down and it’s not going to open again until he’s satisfied that it complies to the letter of the code. And there’s always something else wrong. That’s precisely what happened with the Louisville Bondage Club a few years ago when it shared a warehouse play space with a couple of other alternative-lifestyle groups. One night the Fire Marshall showed up, and after that, no more play space. No cops, no arrests, no question about rights or obscenity or any such as that, just bureaucratic fiat against which there is no appeal.

Chapter 30 Xander went back to his room to rest up and I headed over to see Jack. He saw me coming and got a huge grin on his face. "Marty sent me a pic of your boy, he looks hot." "Yeah he did a great job. So I'm planning a little party for Xander tonight you should stop by my room anytime after eight, oh and feel free to bring any of your poz friends along, the more toxic the better." "Excellent, I'll definitely be there. I'm assuming you already invited Marty." "Yep he said he'd be there and he's hoping to bring some guys with piercings." "Mmm great! Nothing like a little metal in your cunt to make sure all that special cum makes it permanently into your DNA." I headed back upstairs and heard the shower running so I stripped and pulled back the shower curtain to join him. I shouldn't have been surprised but there was Mike on his knees blowing Brandon. "Jesus Christ Mike, how are you not totally hungover?" He pulled off of Brandon's cock and looked up at me, "coffee, lots of coffee." I chuckled, "okay you slut, off your knees. Brandon needs to save his loads for tonight. We have a special project we're working on." He pouted but got up. "So I don't get your cum anymore?" "Don't be a greedy bottom, there'll be plenty to go around tonight. It'll be good to have two bottom whores there." "Okay thanks," he's said leaning in to give me a kiss. "Your hubby know what a slut you've turned into on this trip?" "No, I'm not quite sure how to tell him I've been barebacking and taking poz loads." "We could always film you begging to be knocked up and send it to him." "Umm, yeah not so sure about the sending it to him part but I'd love to have it so I can watch myself." Brandon rolled his eyes, "you are such a slut. You should go back to the conference and see if you can attrack some more poz men to bring tonight since you seem to be really good at sniffing us out." We got Mike out of the shower and sent him on his way. "That boy is like a fucking puppy, he won't stop following me around." I started laughing, "yeah some of these chasers who don't realize they're chasers can be a little clingy when they get their first taste of the bug. Hopefully there'll be plenty of men here tonight." I jumped on bbrts and placed a party ad for tonight, 'my new totally smooth boy's in town for a few more days taking all loads. Prefer toxic men, need to make sure he leaves here knocked up but no load refused.' A couple of hours before the main event was scheduled to start I checked to see if anyone had requested an invite. Nice, twenty guys had expressed interest so far. I weeded out the escorts and the scary ones and ended up with fourteen potential guests, nine of which stated on their profiles they were poz. Not bad for a Wednesday night. I sent out acceptance notifications with the hotel info listed. Even if only half actually showed there should be plenty of guys to do one hell of a number on Xander's cunt. At seven on the dot there was a knock on the door. Brandon was standing closest to the door so he let Xander in. "Fuck you're even cuter in person. Come on in." He came in and immediately started taking his clothes off. "Damn Scotty was right you are a horny one." "No sir, I mean yes I'm extremely horny, but I have instructions to only wear clothes in public." I was sitting on the couch watching the interchange. "Boy, why don't you ask Brandon here to take you into the bathroom and make sure you're ready for your guests." "Sir I'd appreciate it if you could inspect my cunt and make sure I'm ready to go." "Absolutely," Brandon replied shedding his clothes and leading Xander into the bathroom. "Get in the tub and bend over." He did as instructed and Brandon started rubbing his hard cock around Xander's pink hole using his precum to lube him up. After a few seconds he pressed the head of his cock inside and started pissing. "You ever had a piss enema before?" "No sir, this is my first time." "Okay I'm just about done. When I start to pull out you need to clinch your ass muscles and keep every drop inside you until I tell you to release." "Yes sir." About thirty seconds later he pulled out, Xander clinched his ass, dropped to his knees and started to clean off Brandon's cock. "Good god Scotty, you've trained this slut well." "He's a natural, just needed a little encouragement to reach his full potential." "You like my piss deep inside your pussy?" "Mmm, yes sir I feel full but good." "Just a few more minutes then you can let it go. Just keep sucking me while we wait." He latched back on and deep throated Brandon until he was about to shoot his load. "Okay boy, that's enough for now, go ahead and release in the toilet. Then rinse off in the shower and when you're done get on the bed on all fours." About ten minutes later the boy was on the bed ready for loads. I couldn't wait any longer to eat him out so I dove into his ass and started rimming like crazy. He was moaning so loud Brandon shoved his dick in his mouth to keep him quiet. "Damn he's as really good sucker." "Wait until you breed him, his cunt is even better than his mouth." I reached under him and sure enough his little dick was leaking like crazy. I took some of his precum and lubed my cock up then slammed into him in one go. "Damn you're faggot ass was made for real men to use." I pounded in and out and soon grabbed him by his hips and impaled my dick all the way in giving him his first load of the evening. Brandon quickly took my place and had been fucking him for about twenty minutes when there was a knock at the door. I opened up and there was Jack, Mike, Marty and three other men. "Come on in guys and makes yourselves comfortable. We have two neg bottoms with us tonight and our mission is to make sure they both have enough toxic cum in them that's there's no question of their status by the end of the night." I could see Mike start to panic. Brandon got off the bed and put his arm around him and said, "slut, what the fuck did you think was going to happen tonight. This is a conversion party. Besides you've already taken so much poz cum the deeds probably already done." He was still freaking out and I could see that Jack had just about had it. "Look," Jack said turning Mike towards the bed, "see that slut over there with his ass in the air?" He shook his head yes, "he knows his place is to serve real men. He's ready to accept his destiny, so you either get naked and take your place next to him or leave. The real men in the room have work to do." With that Jack walked over and shoved his hard dick deep into Xander. "Thank you sir! Please poz my cunt." "Fuck yeah that's how a real boy behaves." It didn't take him long before he was adding his cum to the mix. After he pulled out he grabbed a sharpy from his pants and went back to Xander. On the small of his back he wrote 'neg', 'poz', and '?'. Under poz he made a hash mark then looked at me and I held up two fingers. He added two more lines than patted him on the ass and said, "good boy, you're off to a good start. Who's next?" I'd been so turned on watching Jack fuck Xander that I missed where Mike had disappeared to. Brandon caught my eye and said, "he bolted, decided this was too much for him." "I don't understand some guys. Guess he wasn't drunk enough to take poz cum tonight." Marty's three friends lined up in order of the size of their cocks. The first guy was average size and appeared to be so turned on it didn't take long for him to blast his load inside. The second guy had about eight inches and was pretty thick, he pounded away while his buddies egged him on to knock the bitch up. As he was shooting his load I finally took a good look at the third guy. Wow, how had I missed him. He patted Xander ass and told him to roll over into his back. "Hey slut I want to look in your eyes as I destroy your cunt." His dick was easily over nine inches, extremely thick, and had a beautiful PA with a rough finish to it that looked like it would definitely do a number on his insides. I watched Xander's eyes go wide when he saw the monster heading his way, but instead of fear it was hunger. The guy saw the same thing and said, "fuck yeah, they weren't kidding about you." He ran his hand over his biohaz tat right above his cock. "Tell me what you want boy?" "Poz me up sir! Make me complete. Please, fucking destroy my boy pussy." With that he slammed in deep causing Xander to catch his breath, his eyes rolled back in his head and he started moaning. "Fuck yeah you slutty whore, my cock is working all those poz loads deep into the lining of your cunt. There's no way you're not leaving here without carrying all our poz babies." He pulled all the way out and I could see streeks of red on his dick, damn that was beautiful. "You ready for my toxic load boy, "he asked as he rammed his cock back in not stopping till his balls were bouncing off his ass. "Yes, Damn it, yes," he screamed, "knock me up!" This had to be one of the hottest pozzing I'd ever had the privilege of participating in. Xander was smiling from ear to ear as the guy pulled out and presented him his dick to clean off. He reached out with his hands to pull his legs up and asked who's next while he took the cock covered in pink cum into his mouth. I'd been so turned on watching I hadn't realized four other men had arrived, all naked with their hard dick out ready to add their loads. "Hey guys any of you toxic?" Two of them smiled and raised their hands. "Perfect, you guys go first." One didn't wait to be told twice and took his place between Xander's legs and got to work. "Hope you don't mind waiting," I said addressing the other two." "Fuck no, totally understand. I'm only sorry I'm on meds, that was the hottest thing I've ever seen." "Agreed, I'm going home and flushing my meds down the toilet," the fourth guy said. "I never really understood the need to spread the bug until watching this bottom so willingly accept his place." Marty's friend had climbed off the bed and joined us watching Xander take his next load. "Fuck yeah do it man! Flush your meds. It's our responsibility to knock up all bottoms especially ones like this slut. He was made for real men to use, just look at him moaning begging for our poz seed." After that it became a free-for-all. A couple of us were versatile so we entertained the total tops while Xander was busy taking loads. The only rule we had was the guys couldn't cum in us they had to deposit in Xander regardless of their status. Ten out fourteen of the party invites actually showed up which I was really pleased with. Some guys just blew their loads and left but most stuck around to fuck him a couple time. As the party started to wind down it was just me, Brandon, Jack and Marty's friend, whose name I learned was Allen. Xander had his head in my lap. "How you doing boy?" "If anyone had told me on Monday that this conference would fucking change my life I would've told them they were crazy. But holy fucking hell this has been utterly amazing. My cunt is sore but I'm still horny. Not even sure how that's possible." Allen chuckled, "gotta say boy, I've pozzed a lot of guys in my life but I've never had anyone quite like you. Your body was made to serve real men and your cunt, damn don't even get me started. I know you're sore but I'm sorry I have to have one more go at it before I go home." Xander didn't say a word, simple lifted his legs up giving Allen access to his hole. He slid his hard cock inside and begin to fuck his ass. "Damn you are so much looser now that you were at the beginning of the night. Such a sloppy cunt, ahh here cums." It was soon just me, Brandon and Xander left in the room. We all collapsed on the bed. "Thank you Scotty, that was truly the best night of my life. I can't believe it took me so long to embrace my true self." "Glad I could help," I said leaning over to give him a kiss. "So just how many loads did I end up with?" He rolled over so we could do a final count. "Oh wow," Brandon was grinning, "man you're my hero. Five unkown, 3 neg, and a whopping 31 poz. No make that 32 I forgot to add Allen's last load." "Holy shit, I took 40 loads in one night. Good god I am a fucking slut no wonder I'm so sore." He started laughing. "Guess I truly earned that tat then." "Oh yeah I think it's safe to say there's no way you didn't get knocked up tonight." We all kissed then dozed off to sleep satisfied in knowing that Xander had had a very positive evening.

Part 2 - Clouds Paul handed me the pipe, found the torch, lit it, just the hissing sound itself turns me on. He put the flame to the bowl as I rolled it slightly, watching the white vapor develop and then began a slow inhale. I held it for a few seconds, enjoying the full, hot feeling in my lungs, before shotgunning it into his mouth. We traded the smoke back and forth a couple of times before letting it dissipate around us as we began to kiss, wrapping tongues and lips. Another hit for me, then he did one, we traded hits and saliva for a while, engaged in that passionate, intense making out of tina shotguns. My last hit, he didn’t want any, so I bent down and engulfed his hard cock in my mouth, letting the smoke swirl around it as I gently blew it out, then sucked him. Paul groaned. I could taste his precum, he was leaking quite a bit. I did one more pull, then administered another smoke and suck. “How about some g? I haven’t had any yet.” “Sure, that’d be great.” He got up and grabbed a bottle off an upper wall shelf and started to prepare the drug. As he did that, I leaned back onto the pillows and took in the room. It was older, a bit worn, but clean and he was keeping it neat. Clothes were folded or on hangers, towels stacked, luggage standing in a closet. Some bottles of soft drinks in one spot on a side table next to the mini fridge, everything was organized. A good sign, he was not a tweaking mess and we would not have the too frequent party situation when you can’t find a damn thing for all the clutter. As I watched him, I could feel my head and body buzzing from the t. My body was warm, slightly sweating. His stuff was good, that was sure. Paul handed me a glass full of Gatorade and drank his down, I did the same except just half. That’s how I like to take it, not all at once, to see how it affects me before I take the rest. Paul was at the tv and his laptop, browsing through some porn. “What do you like?” “Groups, interracial, gang bangs, whatever you want, I’m not that particular. Any pnp is hot, but I know there aren’t a lot where it’s explicit. I do like it when you can tell that the guys are high.” He settled on a longer one, a gang bang, then moved next to me on the bed. “I could taste your precum, wow you have a lot.” I reached over and rubbed the tip of his dick, massaging the liquid around his frenulum. “I don’t get much at all. Although I did find a way to make it happen, wanna see? It’s kinda strange.” “Sure, actually I like the way you're so open about what you want . Show me!” Reaching to the floor, I rummaged in my bag and took out a small, empty fleet enema bottle. As I reached for the pipe and torch, Paul said “Oh, I know this. Clouds up the ass.” “Nope, I’ve done that, this is something different.” I inhaled, held it in while I set down the pipe, squeezed the air out of the bottle, then exhaled into it. The plastic expanded, the white cloud trapped inside once I placed my finger over the tip. The rest of the hit I blew toward my cock. Carefully, I inserted the tip into my piss slit, then slowly squeezed, short bursts, the smoke entering my cock, hot, stimulating, some slight pain but very enjoyable. “Holy shit, I’ve never seen that before! What’s it feel like? Do you get high off it?” “I don’t think it gets me high, but it’s intense, a bit of pain but feels good at the same time.” I replied. "The perviness of it is a mind fuck, too. Plus it makes me precum.” Demonstrating, I removed the enema tip and rubbed my cock head, releasing a stream of precum. He reached over, rubbing it. “Man, that’s real crystal dick!” We both laughed as he continued to touch me. My penis was limp, tiny, and my balls matched them, a small sac pulled up against my body. “You ever do three ways or groups?” was his next question. “Oh yeah, those are great, I’ve been gang banged a few times, too. Those were a lot of fun. I love an audience.” “I do, too. I’d love to watch you get fucked.” “I might be able to get someone here if you’re up for it. Want me to try?” “Sure, can you show me who you have in mind?” I opened my phone and signed in to a couple of sites, hunting for a regular that I had been messaging the last couple of days. I knew he had just got in to town, but he hadn’t been sure of his schedule. Sure enough, I found him online and showed his profile to Paul. “Nice! Does he party?” “Yes, he’s a top, gets kinky, too, really likes to be a dom with me.” My bud, Joe, was early 60’s, good body and a cock that was close to 8 inches. “What do you think? Invite him?” “Yes, ask him.” I tapped out a message, explaining what was up and included the address. In less than a minute my phone pinged with his response, “So my little faggot needs more cock? I’ll be there in about 45 minutes, maybe an hour.” When I told that to Paul, he laughed again and started to rub my taint, then fingered my hole. “I want to fuck this pussy first, you’re using my supplies so I get to open you up.” Rising to his knees, he yanked my head to his now soft dick. Taking all of him, I sucked and tongued him to a quick erection. He pushed me onto my back again, lifted my hips up and positioned pillows, pulled off my jock, then arranged my legs apart and back. My ass was elevated, my boihole was exposed. He dropped down and started to rim me. “Oh, man, that’s fucking awesome,” I started to moan, even writhe a bit, as his tongue first explored the area around my hole, then, after what seemed many minutes of pleasure, he started to tongue fuck me. Stroking my tina dick, which was hyper sensitive with all the clouds I’d inhaled and inserted into it directly, I continued to moan, telling him how fantastic his oral skills felt. Stopping, he rose up and positioned his cock at the entrance to my hole, then plunged in, going all the way in one single stroke. “Man, fuck, your cock feels so good inside me!” I was starting to babble a little, drugs and physical sensations crashing over me. “Your hole is so fucking warm, I can’t believe how open it is.” Paul started to fuck me, slowly, then quick and hard, varying the tempo while staring my face, gauging my reaction. After a good 15 minutes of pounding, he paused, still hard inside me, then held the glass containing the rest of the g to my lips. “Drink it” he ordered. Putting the glass down, he picked up the pipe and got the torch going. As soon as vapor formed, he put it to my mouth, still keeping the flame going. “Take it.” I complied, filling my lungs. He handed me the enema bottle, and I understood what he wanted next. Cloud into bottle, then into my cock. As I did that, he kept still, watching, his hard dick pulsing within. Once I had finished, he resumed fucking, staring hard into my eyes. I whimpered a bit, it was all a little overwhelming, the amount of pleasure a sensory overload. “You like how a real man’s cock feels, pussyboi? You like it in your boicunt?” “Yes, oh fuck, man, don’t stop.” “You really are a little meth whore, aren’t you.” “Yes, fuck, I know.” Bending down, he spit on my face. I let out a sound, a whimper, yelp and moan all in one, at the abuse, and the recognition. Paul thrusted harder and faster. “Say it. Say what you are.” “Faggot. I’m a fag and a pussyboi.” “What else?” “A meth whore.” Once again, spit hit my face, then a light slap. The fucking continued, hard, my hole totally open and wet. Totally needing his dick inside me. Again, he bent toward me, but this time he kissed me, and we started to make out. This was turning into one hell of a drug-fueled hate fuck and I was falling into a state of total submission.

8. In the elevator I wondered what I would find upstairs. This club clearly had all sorts of members, who would be waiting for me this time. The answer was a massive beast of a man, probably in his early fifties, shaved head, short beard, and a bulge that seemed inhuman. The black tank top he wore was stretched tight across his bodybuilder body. Tattoos covered his arms and chest, slightly obscured with thick dark hair. His basketball shorts were slung low under his firm stomach, and tented out more than I had ever seen before in my life. He smiled brightly, not rough and hard like the men this morning. He introduced himself as Jerry, brought me into his apartment and offered me a glass of water. As I drank he led me around the apartment showing me the various rooms till we came to the last door of the brightly lit well decorated hall. The room inside was entirely bathed in red light. A mirror covered most of the ceiling and the floor was black rubber. In the center of the room hung a sling. All around the dark red walls were shelves and hooks with all sorts of sex toys. Jerry looked at me probably trying to gauge my reaction. “Wow,” was all I could say. “They only send me boys who have promise,” he said, “I’m excited to see what you can do. Now take off your clothes and get in the sling.” Obediently I stripped off and placed my clothes in a small pile by the door. Jerry had pulled his shirt off, revealing massive pierced nipples, a broad stomach that both stuck out from his body and seemed to be made of muscle at the same time. He pulled me close and shoved my face in his armpit in one fast movement. “Lick my pit boy, get my sent on you.” His smell was intoxicating. He pressed my head in right and I licked at the thick dense hair there. Another [banned word] broken, another kink woken inside of me. My cock throbbed and dripped in the cage and my hole puckered as I smeared the man all over my face. He brought his arms down and caught me under my own pits. Lightly he tossed me into the sling. He lifted my legs and cuffed my ankles to the chains above, then moving to my head he attached his arms. I looked over, now eye level with his crotch and saw a thickening shaft in his shorts. It was so massive that I didn’t really understand how it was possible. “Don’t worry pig you’ll get my silicone filled cock in your cunt when I’m good and ready. First though we have to get your hole ready. Even with a fresh load from my door man in your cunt you won’t be ready for me. He did breed you didn’t he?” “Yes Sir.” “He’s a good one. He’s a switch in our little club and one of my regular cunts.” He had circled back around me and was standing between my legs. Keeping his eyes locked on my face he began to finger me, first with one and then quickly two fingers. “Well, well. You’ve opened up nicely. Most boys take a day or two to break in like this. You may even manage to take my cock today. The last boy they sent me took a week of daily visits to my little playroom before his cunt was stretched out enough to take my cock.” He added another finger, “It’s my job,” he slid his fourth finger in, “to make sure a boy’s cunt is trained as much as his mind. To make sure his hole is as willing to submit to the tops of our club as much as his mind. So, with me you will learn to control the muscles of your hole and to open them up to accommodate anything that comes your way, and to close them tight enough to never lose a drop of cum and make every man happy.” He was now twisting his fingers in and out of me. I whimpered but it felt good. He was working me open. “Such a good hole. But clearly, it’s never been your focus till now, or you’d have become a cumslut long before now. Let’s help you focus.” He pulled his fingers from my hole leaving me feeling empty and lost. I couldn’t see where he went but after a moment or two he appeared next to me with a stainless-steel rolling cart. Dildos and plugs of various sizes ranging from the human to traffic cone were arranged in size order on the top. Before picking up a dildo the man grabbed a blind fold from the bottom of the cart and covered my eyes. “Just for a little while,” he said, “focus on your hole and opening it up. You’ll be surprised how much you can take when you’re just feeling it and can’t be freaked out by the size.” With that he went to work. I felt a cold slick lube slathered over my hole and then worked inside by his thick fingers, then the head of a dildo. I guessed it was one of the fairly normal sized ones, after the cocks I had taken that day it didn’t feel massive but it did push hard against my second hole. He slid it in and out slowly at first and then roughly smashing it into my second ring over and over. Then he pulled it out. Next came one that felt thinner but much longer than the first. This one he seemed intent on getting past my second hole and after a fruitless pounding he stopped, added more lube and then just pressed it against my insides. “Here is your first goal. Take a deep breath and I want you to relax. You can control this hole just like you do your cunt. You can choose to open this one up, and believe me, once you do you’ll find a whole new world of pleasure.” I took a deep breath, closed my eyes beneath the blind fold and pressed against the dildo. It took a few moments and several long slow breaths but I felt it, my hole gave way and the dildo slid inside. I gasped and my whole body tightened up for a minute. “Breath, breath,” he said. I have no idea how much of that dildo he worked into me but if felt like yards. Nothing had ever been so deep inside me. My hole had become my entire world. When he at last pulled that dildo out of me I felt sad. I wanted that incredible feeling back. I didn’t have to wait long though, soon a thicker dildo was being worked into me, pressing again on my second hole. I relaxed and let the man work me open. We did this with several more dildos each getting bigger each time. Occasionally he fingered me, complementing my hole as he did so. Then there was a plug, that made me gasp and shake against my chains when it first popped in but after pushing it out and in several time slid around like nothing. I felt like my hole must have become a cavern and this man was filling it. “I hear you like piss boy.” “I’d never drank it before today Sir, but… well… yes.” “Open up then.” I opened my mouth and felt the warm flesh of what I assumed was a dick press against my lips. It felt massive and heavy. Before I could think about that much though my mouth was flooded with hot warm piss. I swallowed it up as quick as I could, feeling the warm liquid rush down my throat. His piss tasted different than mine, sweeter maybe, but it was still amazing. After a long while the flood of piss slowed to a trickle and then it stopped. He took his fat cock head away and patted me on the head, “Nice work pig, didn’t lose a drop.” After a few more dildos, more coaching to breath, and murmured compliments of how well I was doing, Jerry said, “I think you’re ready to see your progress. Do you want to see what I’ve got stuffed up your cunt right now boy?” “Please Sir!” “Good boy,” he pulled the blind fold off of me and I blinked for a minute. He was smiling and pointed up. In the mirrored ceiling I saw myself, strapped down and helpless. My cock was drooling. I looked like one of the boys I had been jerking off to on twitter earlier. At first, I couldn’t really see what he had inside of me, though I knew it was massive. Jerry then stepped back and pulled some of the dildo out of me. The base of it was huge. I couldn’t believe that that thing had been completely inside of me. It had to be as thick around as a peanut butter jar. Thick and shiny black I could see my ass lips cling to it as he pulled the dildo slowly from me. I was panting, my heart in my chest. I was trying to think about how long it had taken him to work it inside me but I had no idea. I groaned as finally the head popped out and deftly Jerry flopped it onto my stomach. It reached from my balls to my sternum. “Holy fuck!” I exclaimed. “I told you, when you can’t see it to get nervous your body can take an awful lot. Now take a deep breath and hold it in.” He picked up the dildo with both hands, smeared more lube on it from the cart and lined it up with my ruined hole. “and breath out.” As I let the air out of my lungs he slid the massive fucking toy back inside of me. I watched, almost forgetting to breath as my body swallowed it with ease. I gasped as it brushed past my second hole and finally I felt the base of the dildo on my ass. Holding the dildo in one hand he worked his shorts off with the other. I watched him in the mirror waiting to see this silicone cock for the first time. I was in awe. His dick was inhuman. Thick as a big man’s wrist and covered in veins the uncut cock looked like something that had been photoshopped. Below the swollen beast hung a sack I could barely understand. I heard him laugh. “I’ve been working on this for years. First it was pumping and saline, and then I finally made it permanent a few years ago. A real bull cock to destroy cunts like you with.” “Please breed me Sir,” I breathed. He laughed again, “you think you can handle this,” he flopped his cock against my still stuffed ass. “I need it Sir.” “Good answer.” He grabbed some lube from the cart and slathered his cock up jerking it slowly a few times. I still couldn’t believe that thing was actually attached to a real human male. Without a lot of warning he pulled the dildo out of me and had his cock head against my hole. He quickly started to press inside of me before my hole could close up after the dildo. Even with all the stretching I had endured so fat his cock still pushed at my walls. I groaned and whimpered, my legs pulling at their restraints as he sunk deeper and deeper inside of me. By the time he his massive balls were against me my whole body was covered in sweat and I was shaking a little. “You’re doing great boy, it’s a lot the first time. Well and the second and third, but you’ll get used to taking me. Eventually you’ll be able to slide down on my cock and then go meet some random average boy and he’ll never even know that I ruined you. Take a deep breath and let it out.” I did. “And another.” I did. “Good, now I’m going to fuck you, and I’m not pulling out till I cum.” And fuck me he did. He pushed my body away from him, swinging me in the sling. My own body weight impaled me on his cock over and over again I had no way to slow it down or make is easier for me. All that I could do was breath and press my hole open. From somewhere in the room a deep guttural grunting was coming. It took me a long moment to realize that was me. Each time I slammed into his hips a grunt was forced from my body like nothing I’d ever done before. My own cock had gone completely soft but was still leaking a steady stream of precum out of my cage. Most of my upper body had gone numb and my head was spinning, all that I cared about was this man using my hole. We his pace changed and he started to fuck me fast and faster I knew he must be close. He growled like an animal and sweat dripped from him onto my body. His chest hair was matted down and his face glistened. With one last rawr he pulled the chains hard and held me tight against him as roped of cum fired into my body. It took a long time for both of us to catch our breath, and when we did he smiled at me. “Jesus fuck boy, you’re the first one in a long time to be able to take me on the first day. It took Mike down stairs almost a full month before he was open enough for me to breed.” Slowly he pulled out and I watched his cock slide from my hole. My ass lips clung to his shaft the whole way and then when his head fell from my cunt it hung open for a long minute before winking closed a little. “Yeah you’re gonna be gaping for a while after that,” he laughed, “especially when I send you home with this.” He picked up a massive black plug from the cart. “Sir, before you plug my cunt will you take a photo of me like this. I want to see what my cunt looks like from your prospective.” “Pig,” he said with a smile, “your phone in your pocket?” “Yeah.” He walked over to where my clothes were and pulled my phone out. He snapped a few shots of my whole body and then a couple of just my hole. I tried to make it wink wide for him as he did. He growled his approval. “Right, now to keep that hole nice and loose.” He picked the plug up again, lubed it up and pressed it into my hole. Then he connected a strap to my cage that went around my waist to which he connected another strap that ran between my legs and connected to the waist band and my cage. “Now that won’t fall out while you’re walking out” He snapped a few more pics before returning my phone to my pile of clothes. “Alright boy,” he said as he helped me out of the sling, “I’ll let Sir know how well you did and that you deserve a little bit of a rest. Three hours in my sling will take it out of anyone let alone a boy on his first day. There will be a car waiting downstairs, it will take you home. The instructions I am to give you are this,” he grabbed his phone and read them off, “Continue to film yourself drinking all your piss loads today. Do not remove your new plug for anything but cock. Your next official appointment is not until tonight but there maybe surprise tasks thrown in. Rest up. As before if you find that you are too horny and cannot wait use Scruff and find someone to breed your cunt, but you must film it.”

Honestly, having administered a few forums over the years, I can say first hand that trying to deal with the idiot spammers and malware link generators rapidly becomes a full time job and is actually enough to cause many and admin to give up. It's a technological arms race that you always lose, and so ultimately the only real way to stay on top is patching (which can also be an almost full time job in itself) and restricting what new users can do. And when you do the latter on an already established site, it always causes a small amount of pain and complaints, but I am all for it, personally because it will free up Rawtop and the admins to do more of what they want to do and will help to protect the community... and I'm sure no one here wants him to throw up his arms and give up. Thanks for all you do. I know it's a ton of work.

A cute 19-year old latino twink from bbrt came over last night. He was shy and quiet but had no problem deep throating my cock and presenting his hot boy hole to me. I fucked him doggy using only spit. He was very quiet with only soft moans - normally I like a verbal bottom, but in this case it was super hot. I bred him deep and stayed up his hole while he jerked off and came. Then we cuddled for a short while and he went home. Fuck - I love breeding young boys. It's so hot sending them home on the bus with my daddy load deep inside them 😈

2. I had been laying around my apartment naked, my cock half hard and leaking, my hole stretched tight around the plug still lodged inside it, for hours when my phone finally buzzed. Prove to me that you are still plugged boy – you have 1 one minute to reply. I snatched my phone and bent over, taking a photo of my plugged hole and sent it to the random text I had received. Good boy. Your first test was to prove you could take a thick cock. Your second task will be to prove your willingness to give up control. Your address has been given to a member of our club, at some point in the next few hours he will buzz your door. You will let him in, unlock your front door and be waiting ass up when he comes in. If you choose to not buzz him in your candidacy will be invalidated. Reply to this message that you understand. I understand and am waiting! I responded. My heart was in my chest reading those messages. I wasn’t sure how the man had gotten my address, I had no idea who he had given it to, and I had no idea when they were coming. I tried to distract myself. I turned on the tv. I put on some clothes and cleaned up. I read emails. I tried to read a book. No matter what I did I was still horribly conscious that I had a plug stuffed in my butt and a man I knew nothing about coming over to dump his load in me. I wasn’t sure if I was excited, horny, interested or scared. But my hole kept twitching and my cock kept leaking through the underwear I put on so I resolved to answer my door when the call came. But that took time, lots more time. An hour passed, and then two, I began to think that it was a prank, no one was coming. Then, right around three hours late, my buzzer went off. My heart thudded and my stomach dropped, my resolve faltered. Was I really going to do this? Was I going to let a complete stranger into my apartment knowing nothing about them and let them breed my ass. I shifted my weight a little in my seat and the plug jammed deeper into me. My hole ached, and I was hungry. Without another thought I got up, I pressed the buzzer and I unlocked my front door. Quickly stripped off my clothes, and knelt on my couch wearing nothing but my jock. With the plug firmly lodged in my ass I aimed my hole at the door and waited. I heard the door open and made to look over my shoulder to see who had just come in when a slightly raspy voice said “Eyes forward boy.” My head snapped back front. It didn’t sound like he got undressed but I distinctly heard him unzip his pants. The strangers hand suddenly touched my ass and pulled on the plug lodged in me. “Push that plug out cunt,” he said. He had a slight Southern lilt to his voice, and I began to imagine a man with weather beaten features, an untrimmed beard, a narrow but toned body, and treasure trail to die for. I pushed against the plug, trying to expel it from my ass. The widest part though was too thick to just force out and the stranger started to tug at it. He pulled bringing it just to the brink of popping out of my hole and then letting it snap back. My hole was screaming. It felt stretched more than it ever had been. I knew that it was becoming a slack cunt quickly with this treatment and I loved it. Without warning the stranger tugged the plug completely from my hole and slammed his cock in to replace it. The load I had taken earlier was the only lube I got and it made me moan and grunt. The stranger proceeded to fuck me hard and fast. This was about me proving I could give up control of my hole and nothing more. He pounded me hard, his cock long but thin stabbing deep inside me. I groaned and begged him for his load. I thanked him for fucking me. I whimpered in joy. After what could only have been five or so minutes he groaned loudly, bottomed out in my cunt and pumped his load into me. When he was done he pulled his cock out, rammed the plug back in, and left. I was sweaty, panting, and my cock was completely soft but covered in precum. I wanted more. The plug was laying on the couch next to me. I looked at it, thought about it for a moment, and then crammed it back in my leaking hole. It slid in easily this time and I sat down hard on the couch to cram it even deeper. I sat there for a few moments relishing the fullness when I heard my phone buzz on the table. Good job boy. You have passed the second stage. How do you feel. Slutty as fuck. Is that a feeling you are enjoying? Yes! That was so fucking hot. I never even saw who he was. Good. You’re doing great boy. You’ve shown your willingness to give up your hole to someone you clearly want, and to give up your hole in an anonymous situation. I bet you even shoved that plug back in your hole didn’t you? Yes! Well done. The next stage of your interview is about how well you take instruction. You are not to jerk off or cum until you are given permission. You will remained plugged at all times. And tomorrow you will clear your whole day to be available for the club.

06:50 this morning. Tues 12 NOV. Alexandria, VA. Contact made via Adam4Adam. Basically a blank profile and asked to make an anon deposit. He didn't send pics. Door open blindfold on. On all fours at the end of the bed so he could stand. His request. He walked in and heard him take his shoes and then his pants off. Had to be fairly hard when he walked in because it doesn't take him long to bone up. Heard him put spit on his shaft and he pushed inside. Reached under between my legs and feet the hair on his thighs and on his testicles. Had to be a white guy given the texture of the hair. Average erection. Probably just about 6 inches. Leaned over me to feel my chest while he pumped. Probably three minutes. Asked me if I wanted the load. Told him yes and asked to push in deep when he was ready to flood. He put one leg up on the bed and leaned in. Grabbed my hips so I couldn't pull away and pulled my hips back while he pumped. Probably half a minute later he started to moan and I felt the warm semen come out of his piss hole. He stayed inside till he was soft and I squeezed hard to milk the rest of the load as he pulled out. He put his pants on and left. His semen is still in my rectum. It is now almost 10:30. BBcumdumpVA@outlook.com

I don't like the bottom to cum when I fuck them but it's an unfortunate event. As soon as the bottom comes they come to their senses and revert back to being a boring condom Queen. The reason they cum is because they are overwhelmed by being in the presence of a real man. The thickness and position of my thrusts against their prostate and my confidence naturally brings out their need to submit and please. I NEVER allow them to wank when I breed them and chems help keep them horny and soft so that they know their role with me. The only time I allow boys to cum is after I know they are carrying my strain and they are like me a dirty fucking poz pig.

2. Doug Even though it was your typical fall morning in LA and I had a heavy comforter over me, I was still freezing when I woke up. When I tried to move, every muscle in my body protested, and the simple act of sitting up in bed was almost more than I could do. I felt like a freight train had hit me. I didn't even bother looking at the time; I laid back down and went back to sleep. About an hour later, I woke up again. This time, I was almost swimming in a pool of sweat and I had thrown off all the covers. My muscles still ached and I could tell I had a fever. Against my body's protests, I got out of bed. I was still in a jock strap from last night; if my fever-addled memory was correct, I had barely been able to drag myself the ten feet from the galley to the forward stateroom, much less fully undress. Despite my sickness, my dick was still straining against the pouch. I pulled on a pair of sweats, and slowly, carefully made my way to the galley. I found my phone; there were two messages. The first was from Sara, she had something come up and wasn't going to be able to come home this weekend. I texted back, saying I had the flu, and next weekend would be far better. The second was from Greg, wishing me a good morning. "I wish. Woke up with a fever, aching muscles, and cold sweats." "Really?" he texted back, adding a heart at the end. "Yeah. You think?" "It could be. You've certainly been taking enough infected cum." "That's true. But nothing in the past day." "You've got the fuck-flu," Greg texted me back. "That was how I was. Sick as a dog. Horny as a rabid weasel." He typed some more. "Fucking hot." "You want to breed me this morning?" I asked. "Gotta go to classes right now. You know that. We've still got our regular play date this afternoon." "You going to give me more poz loads?" I asked. Despite my illness, my dick was insistent and this afternoon seemed far in the distance. "Yeah. Of course. But really. how are you feeling?" "Like death." "Fuck Yeah! I want you to get another load before I come over." Greg texted back. "Find some poz escort and pay him for his poz spunk." "When I'm like this?" "Nothing like kicking a man when he's down. I will want a full report when I get there." He did want me fucked that morning. "Sure thing. You know best." The reply would annoy him. I also knew I would pay for it this afternoon when he would be fucking me. Even so, I couldn't resist. I pulled out my laptop, and crawled out of the cabin onto the deck of the boat. The sun was shining brightly; it was a perfect Southern California morning. It was almost too bright, but I was able to just read the screen as I logged into BBRT. Unsurprisingly, there were not a lot of guys online on a Tuesday morning. However, I soon found myself chatting with an escort named "MedStud9." MedStud9 was in his mid-thirties, mostly muscle, with a thick 9" cock that made my mouth water and my ass twitch. His profile was carefully discreet. There were "Ask Mes" under too many of the fields, including HIV status and drug use. His name was Shay, and he was definitely into me, although that might have just been good marketing on his part. We quickly agreed on a price for the morning. He wasn't far away, and could be at the marina within thirty minutes. Despite feeling tired and sore, I finalized the arrangements with Shay, I packed a bowl, and took a few hits. Despite the aching in my muscles, I forced myself to take a shower. I wanted to be clean for Shay. Drying off, feeling my muscles protest against my every move, and I wondered what I was getting myself into. I took another hit of the weed. It helped me to relax a bit. Luckily, before I could have any more doubts about the plan, my phone buzzed, and there was a text message from Shay, announing that he was at the gate. I pulled on a pair of shorts and t-shirt, and walked down the dock to get him. He matched his pictures well, although perhaps a bit older, and a bit more muscle. Overall, it suited him just fine, and any apprehensions I might have had about the encounter quickly evaporated. "I'm Shay," he said, shaking my hand as he stepped through the gate onto the dock. "Doug," I said. "Just down here." I walked towards my boat, and he followed behind me. "Nice ass," he said. I looked back, and he was smiling. "We're going to have some fun this morning." "I hope so," I said. He ended up helping me onto the boat. I felt how strong he was, and had a momentary brush with his body, feeling his warmth against me. I wondered how he would feel on top of me, his cock inside me. Once on the boat, he put a backpack down on and took a seat, spreading his legs wide. As his shorts pulled tight over his crotch, I could tell that he was just as hung as his profile said he was. "Want anything to drink?" I asked. "Some water would be great," he said. I headed into the galley, and poured us two glasses of water. When I came back, he had pulled out a pipe from his backpack, and was slowly heating it up. "What's that?" I asked. "You know, some tina," he replied. "You want some?" "Tina?" I asked. I had heard it before, but was still unsure of exactly what it was. "Slang. Crystal." "Meth?" I asked, a bit incredulously. "Yeah." He inhaled deeply, then exhaled a thick white cloud. With the way I was feeling, it would be a bad idea to try it, but the dark part of my mind couldn't stop thinking about what it must feel like. I shook my head no. "You sure?" "I'm sure." He did another hit from the pipe and exhaled. "What does it feel like?" I found my pipe, this one filled with weed, and did a hit for myself. "Like anything is possible. Like sex is the best thing in the world." He reached down and grabbed his crotch. "Gets me hard every single time." "Nice," I said. "So," he said, "You poz? Neg? Dunno?" "Dunno," I said. "I mostly bareback these days." "Hell yeah," he said. "Only way to fuck. You even bareback with poz guys?" "Yeah," I said. I felt suddenly self-conscious about this admission. I hadn't really said it out loud. Greg had told me his status, but most of the others, I just assumed. "You chasing?" "Chasing?" "You know, bug chasing? Trying to get pozzed up?" "Uh," I said. Greg had told me about bug chasing as well. He had told me how he had begged his poz uncle to infect him. But despite everything I had done over the past few weeks, I still wasn't ready to call it bug chasing, even to myself. "I mean, I'm not seeking it out, if that's what you're asking." "Yeah?" He grinned. "You sure? When was the last time you got fucked?" "This weekend." "Was he poz?" He took another hit from his glass pipe. "Yeah," I said. "He was." Saturday, Max had come over. Then, on Sunday, it was another hook-up from BBRT." "Did you ask him?" "His profile said he was." "Are you going to ask me? I mean, it wasn't in my profile." "I wasn't planning on it," I said. I bought some time by doing another hit from the pipe. I held it as long as I could, before I coughed out the acrid smoke. Shay was doing another hit from his pipe. The glass pipe and clear white crystals had a clinical elegance that gave them a hint of malignant foreboding. "You sure?" Shay asked, as he exhaled a thick white cloud. He reached down and grabbed his crotch. It was a good-sized bulge already. "Not even hard yet," he said, noticing me staring. "Come on. Ask me. I know you want to know." I did another hit of the pot. As I exhaled, I asked. "Ok," I said. "Are you poz?" "I am. And I'm not on drugs. "That means you're really dangerous, right?" Greg had tried to explain it to me, right before we had sex for the first time. It was only afterwards, after he had deposited two loads in me that I started to get nervous. But then, I had let him cum in me so many more times. Even when I had promised myself I wouldn't let him fuck me raw, he had managed to convince me of the positive necessity of barebacking. "Yeah," Shay said. "I guess you can say that." He stood up, and pushed his shorts down, over the bulge from his cock, down his thick, hairy thighs, and then down around his ankles. He sat back down with his legs spread. His cock stuck out, hard, erect and proud. "You like this cock?" I couldn't take my eyes off of it. I could barely speak, so I just nodded. It was a lot easier now, now that Greg had helped me open up, now that Max had forced me to enjoy it, and now that all the other men had shared their pleasure with me. "It's dripping for you. I don't see a doctor much. But last time, he said I had one of the highest viral loads he's ever seen." He shook his dick. I saw the bead of pre-cum wiggle. I wanted to know what it tasted like. "You want to suck my infected dick?" "Yeah," I said. The drop of pre-cum had grown and it was starting to dribble down the back of his cockhead. I wanted to lick it off before it disappeared. In my fever-clouded brain, his infected sperm seemed like it might be the cure to my illness. In truth, his seed would only make it far, far worse. "I do." "Well, come on man," he said. He held his cock by the base and waved it a bit. "It's right here for you." I must have hesitated or something. "What's wrong?" he asked. "Are you scared?" "Yeah," I said. He had admitted to not taking any medicine for his HIV. He admitted to not even seeing a doctor. He used hard drugs in front of me. He had sex for money. I wondered what else he did that he wasn't telling me about. "Come on," he said. "It's nothing you haven't done before. It's nothing you haven't dreamt of. I bet you got off to it." I nodded, remembering my darker masturbatory fantasies. "We're going to have a great time today too. Come on," he continued, motioning me to come closer. "Give it a kiss. Lick up that pre-cum for me." I didn't need a lot of convincing. I couldn't take my eyes off his cock. The way it moved almost imperceptibly with his every heartbeat entranced me. I took a step forward, and dropped to my knees. I leaned in and braced myself against his legs. His body was solid muscle, no doubt the result of hours in the gym. His dick was just as hard as the rest of him, and there was still the drop of pre-cum at the tip of it. I licked it up. "Oh fuck," he moaned in reaction to my tongue. He looked down at me. "Swallow it for me, man. Swallow it." I closed my mouth, and ran my tongue against my teeth, before swallowing. His pre-cum would be rich with sperm, virus, and perhaps also the drugs he used; rubbing it into the most tender parts of my mouth ensured it would do the most good. "Fuck," Shay said. "You're a nasty man. Suck it all the way down." I leaned back in. His dickhead brushed against my lips. It was warm and slightly wet from my tongue. I opened my mouth, just enough to allow him to enter me. It was hardly the first time I had sucked another man's cock, but yet, each time it was still hard to overcome so many years of being told cocksucking was dirty and wrong. I hesitated, but my sexual needs overwhelmed what little moral doubts remained. I stretched my jaw wide open, and let his cockhead fill my mouth. "Oh yeah," Shay moaned. "That's what I need. Suck on my hard cock. My hard poz cock." He emphasized his disease. My own dick started to throb. As soon as I was comfortable with his dickhead in my mouth, I began to work my way his shaft. His dick was exactly what you would want in a man: it was long, but at nine inches, it wasn't too long. Unlike a lot of other hung guys, his cock was also hard. It was thick enough around that I wondered how much blood it took to fill. Shay had to get light-headed when he got hard. "All the way down," Shay said. His cockhead was just about to hit the back of my throat, and I had barely gotten a third of it in my mouth. I was glad that I had been practicing on Max. I couldn't get all of his in my mouth yet, and his was even a bit larger than Shay's. "I want to see you gobble up all of my infected dick." "Mmmmmm," I grunted. All the other men, Greg and Max and Jason and Nathan and the countless random strangers, their cum had turned into a blessing and a gift. Did I fear Greg's first infected load as much? Or even more? Something about Shay's dangerous, masculine swagger to him made wonder if this load of semen was going to be a blessing or a curse. "Mmmmmm," I grunted again. It was the last thing I could say before Shay's cock pushed its way into my throat. His cock more than filled my throat and his thick meat pressed against the walls, blocking my ability to speak or even breath. I struggled against my every instinct to get it out. I forced myself to accept his shaft and give it pleasure. "Yeah, cocksucker. Make love to my AIDS-bone." I looked up at him. He was staring at his pipe. "You're doing pretty good on my pipe. Time for me to work on this one." He held the torch under the bowl, carefully heating it up. "You know. This stuff gets me all twisted. You think you're ready for that?" My head was impaled on his dick, but I shook it as best I could. "I can get all warped and verbal. You want me like that?" I nodded in agreement again. "Now, this is your choice. How many hits should I take?" He reached down and held my hand up. I had no idea what tina did; Max had talked about it, but without much detail. I put up three fingers. It seemed like a reasonable dose for coke. "Good choice," he said. "Now suck me off." I swallowed, and pressed down on his cock. As he inhaled, I managed to get to the base of his dick. I was disappointed to see he had trimmed his pubes, but there was still a thick bush that captured faint hints of the morning workout. We both inhaled deeply, me of his sweat and soap, and Shay of the clouds from the pipe. "Mmmmm," Shay moaned, as he pulled the pipe from his mouth. "Just suck me." He was holding his breath. While he held his hit, I counted the strokes my mouth made on his cock. First one, then two, and then three. I was up to twelve before he exhaled. "Fuck yeah," he grunted. "Suck my infected dick." I pulled off the full length of his shaft, and gulped furiously of air. As much as I needed that air, I also needed to be sucking on his diseased cock. I needed my throat filled with his poisonous drippings. I took one last gulp of air, and returned my full attention to his manhood. "That's what I need," Shay said. "Hot mouth on my poz dick." He put a hand on the top of my head, and gently pressed down. With the pressure he was exerting, he wasn't forcing his dick into me. Instead, it was clear reminder of what he expected me to do on my own. I tried my best, forcing myself to take another inch of his shaft into my throat. He moaned, and pressed a bit harder. It was the prompt I needed, and I let the last of his thick penis into my mouth. My lips wrapped around the base, pressed up against his sandy-brown bush. "Doing a great job there man," Shay said. "Getting my poz cock ready. Getting it ready for your raw fucking hole. Your raw fucking hole." I shivered for a moment; from both a lingering apprehension about getting fucked raw and from the relentless presence of his pozcock in my throat. "Feel that hot neg hole of yours milk out a big load, thick and creamy with my virus." "Mmmmmm," I said as best I could with his cock buried deep in my throat. "Yeah, you want that virus? Don't you?" His cock was starting to drip pre-cum into my throat. "Mmmmmmm," I moaned. As the salty fluid started to seep into my body, the fear I had of him fucking me slowly disappeared, to be replaced by an anxiety around just the opposite outcome: that he would not fuck me. I was nodding my head. I wanted his seed in me, and it would do the most good injected deep into my ass. "Eaase?" I said, shaking my ass as well. "You're hungry for it, huh?" Shay said. "Hungry for my virus?" He took his hand off my head and finally let me get a breath of air. I gasped, trying to get as much oxygen as I could before he forced me back down on his dick. "Stand up," he said, pushing me off his cock. I felt empty, and started to protest. "I said, stand up," he said, this time more forcefully. I stood up. "Good," he said. "Now, strip. I want to see that neg ass before I fuck raw." Slowly, I took off my shirt and then my shorts. I hesitated for a moment, standing in front of him in only a pair of underwear. "All the way," Shay said, as he pulled off his t-shirt and tossed it aside. His chest was broad and muscular and was covered in a thick layer of hair. He was starting to sweat a bit, and I wondered what he would smell like after he had been fucking me all morning long. "You're now over-dressed." "Ok," I said, as I pushed down my underwear and released my cock. "Fuck, that's a nice piece of meat on you," he said. "You don't fuck?" "I do. Sometimes." "You're gonna destroy so many holes," he said. "Can't wait to watch you infect a few boys." My dick twitched. If what I felt was real, my dick would soon be just as powerful as Greg, Max, and Shay's cock. I'd be able to give the gift, rather than chasing it down. Shay's next line snapped me back to reality. "Turn around. Now show me what I'm gonna fuck." I turned around, and bent over slightly, pushing my ass towards him. I looked over my shoulder, and saw him stroking his shaft. It was still glistening from my spit and his toxic pre-cum. "Oh yeah," he said, noticing me staring. "I've got more than enough to inject into you." "Bend over some more," he continued. "Grab those cheeks and spread them for me." I did as he told me, exposing the most private part of my body to him. I had long made the decision to allow him inside of me; this was merely the ratification of it. "Now, that's a hole I can work with." I looked back again, this time through my legs. Shay was still stroking his beautiful cock. I didn't care that he had a deadly virus in his blood, nor that sex meant he would share it with me. All that mattered was that I got his cock. "Wanna go to the stateroom?" I asked. "Stateroom?" he repeated. "Yeah, it's what a bedroom is called on a boat. Who knows why." "Hell yeah," he said. "Lead the way." I stood back up, and headed towards the bow of the boat. The main stateroom was up front; most of the space was taken up by the bed. "This way," I said. Shay followed close behind me, close enough that I could feel the heat from his body against my skin. Once in the stateroom, he wrapped his arms around me, and pulled me close. "Gonna breed that hole of yours. Give you the gift you've been craving for far too long." I shifted my legs, letting his cock slide between my ass cheeks. Like a poisonous snake seeking out it's prey, Shay's dickhead quickly found my anus. I was sweating but I shivered. It was hard to tell what part the fever was playing and what part was my sheer animal lust for Shay's cock. His HIV status was only a bonus. "Fuck me," I grunted. "Fuck me." "How do you want it? Tell me how you want me to fuck you." "Fuck me raw. Fuck me hard. Fuck me deep," I grunted. "Just fucking bareback me." "Damn. That's what my poz dick wants to hear." He spun me around, gave me a quick kiss, then pushed me back on the bed. I landed in the middle, my legs almost instinctively going up. Shay jumped on the bed, immediately finding his place between my legs. His cockhead was quickly pressed up against my hole again. "Please man. Just give me your infected cock." I had grabbed his hips, and was trying to pull him closer to me. With one hand, Shay was holding up one of my legs. With the other, he was guiding his dick into my hole. "Just put it in me." "I'm trying man," he said, as a finger quickly pressed into my hole. "Just stay still for a second." I forced myself to stop for a moment and relax. I breathed in, and allowed my mind to stop racing. The fever, the pot, the poztalk, it had been overwhelming. Instead, I focused on the hardness pressing against my ass. I allowed my hole to relax. No longer working against my struggles, Shay's manhood slid easily into my hole. "Mmmmmm," I moaned in pleasure. In the frenzy of the past few weeks, even forty-eight hours without sex had felt like a drought. Even just barely two nights felt like far too long without cock. Sunday night, there had been Andre, a trick from on-line. But even being sick, it seemed so long ago. Since that first night with Greg, when I had felt his toxic warmth in me, I had been craving poz seed. But I was also afraid of it. As much as I wanted to be poz, I also remembered how bad it could be. I would have a very special gift, one that I would share widely and freely. I had been seeking out the toxic fluids from many men, and it was clear that I was going to get at least one more toxic load this morning. Shay's cock was already deep inside me. "Yeah," Shay moaned. "You're opening up for my poz cock. Come on. Let me drip my filth deep in your gut." His cock twitched, and I felt the familiar pleasure of pre-cum dripping into me. It was the merest hint of warmth, a slightly unfamiliar taste in the back of my throat as the chemicals from his body infiltrated my bloodstream. There would be heavier weapons soon entering my body soon; even his pre-cum would be full of the deadly virus. "Please," I moaned. "Give it to me. Fucking infect me." All I could think about was how his cock felt inside of me. Despite my knowledge of his status, I hadn't asked him about a condom. I knew what his answer was going to be, and I knew I wouldn't be able to say no to him. There was no choice but to let him enter me without protection. Besides, I had already taken so many poz loads, it would be unseemly to treat him any differently. "Make me poz," I grunted, as he slammed his cock into me. "Fuck yeah," Shay grunted. "Fucking take my poz cock. Let me infect you." Despite the steady stream of pre-cum dripping from his dick, I was still milking his cock hard. All I could imagine was getting more of his cum. In my feverish state, I had somehow convinced myself that my best hope was his cum. I knew there had been a reason for it, something more critical than how good his raw cock felt inside of me. "Fuck, your ass feels so hot. Like it's burning my cock." "Yeah?" I asked. "It's intense. You ok?" "I had a fever earlier." He slowed down his attack, sliding all the way into my hole. "You say you're not a bug chaser," he said. "But..." he continued. "Yeah," I said. "I take a lot of poz cum." "Your hole is on fucking fire. Feels like you got what was coming to you." He smiled. "Feels like the fuck-flu to me." He punched his dick in and out of my hole. "But don't worry. I'm still gonna still give you another load of my poison." He slammed into me, his dick forcing its way deep into my guts. I gasped, then grunted. "Please. Infect me with your AIDS cum." I didn't know where the voice had come from, but it was clear I had said it. "Give me your virus," my mouth said, seemingly under some other control. "Fuck yeah," Shay muttered, slamming his cock back into me. "Dripping that poz juice into you." His cock slid in and out of me, each long stroke evoking pleasure and pain in my guts. "Fucking take my poz cock," he said. I loved that he was poz and he was sharing his gift with me.

I have been poz for years and am more and more excited and proud about sero converting. I made the choice to stop meds years ago in order to fully experience my hiv, and it's beautiful. Not always easy, but right for me.

Part 9 - The Setting Sun Fabian called over to them both. "Dinner is at 7pm, family will arrive shortly before, are you two ready to go in it is now 4pm?" "Sir, Jake's dinner attire is hanging in your dressing room, I will go and see everything is in order before joining you." "Thank you Marco. Jake let's go." Marco disappeared towards the dining room as Fabian and Jake went up to the master suite. Fabian sat on the bed next to where Jake was laying, the sight of Fabian naked mere inches away sent electricity coursing through his body. He sat up and moved behind Fabian wrapping his arms around his neck and moving his face close to Fabian's. He pulled him closer thinking he'd never get close enough. Fabian turned his head and their lips met, the desire grew in hunger as his cock sprang to erection in seconds. Fabians hands were touching and caressing his body and slowly moving towards his lower back. A load moan escaped Jake's mouth as he felt a hand cup his ass cheek that began lightly moving in circling motions. Fabian's body pushed Jake on his back, his tongue devouring Jake's mouth, arms clasped around each other rolling on the bed. First Fabian was on top, then Jake and Fabian again who came resting in between Jake's legs. Their kissing continued and Jake lifted his legs wrapping them around Fabian's waist, doing so he felt movement as Fabian moved his legs up locking Jake's in place around his waist. Fabian kissed Jake's neck as he manoeuvred his left arm around his neck and clasped his shoulder. He stopped and looked him in the eye before closing down on his mouth as they entered in to a lustful kiss. Their lips locked together, Fabian raised his hips until his cock slid down past Jake's ball sack and nestled against his hole. He moved his other arm over the top of his head, Jake's held on to Fabian's shoulders tightly. He let out a loud groan as the head of Fabian's cock aligned itself to his hole and pushed against it, slowly he teased Jake, each time slightly more pressure was being applied. Slowly his arse lips began to part, the head of his cock began entering Jake. Fabian stopped kissing, raised his head and look lovingly in to Jake's eyes. He let out a short whimper of pain as his arse stretched open even further. Never loosing eye contact Jake raised his head to kiss Fabian. Every so often another whimper and moan of pain would illicit from Jake as more of Fabian entered his body. He moaned louder at the burning pain and discomfort, then lost in the moment as Fabian slid the rest of his cock deep in one slow continuous movement. Fabian stopped moving, knowing that if he kept moving, if he gave himself up to the exquisite tightness, the heat, he would explode. Fabian kissed at his neck and face giving time for Jake to adjust to his cock. Fabian whispered in his ear "You are so perfect and adorable Jake.", he lunged forward and kissed him hard, Jake grabbed harder at his shoulders, he wanted him and he wanted him now. Fabian rocked his hips, he gasped in between kissing and tightened his legs around Fabian. The tempo quickened, he was beginning to struggle taking the cock so deep. Suddenly he let out a cry as Fabian hit his prostate. "Oh god Fabian, ahhh yes, please, oh Fabian please.", the pain was replaced by pure ecstasy. Fabian rested his head against his cheek, Jake could hear the erratic breathing as the orgasm began to build between Fabian's legs. He had never felt such intense pleasure running through his whole body as Fabian thrusted deeper and faster. He tried to stifle his moans but the noise was overtaken by Fabian grunting. As if by magnetic force their lips locked together again. The air was filled with the sound of muffled grunting and moaning, a constant low rapid slapping of Fabian's balls hitting against Jake. Fabian raised himself up slightly as his cock hardened even more, his balls contracting upwards in preparation, Jake gasped and moaned he felt like the inside of his arse was being stabbed and trying to kill him. Droplets of sweat landed on Jake's face as Fabian shouted and locked his hips tight against Jake. Jake dug his fingers in to his shoulders as he felt the first huge stream of warmth flooding in to his arse. The sensation caused Jake to start ejaculating causing his legs to stat wriggling around Fabian's body. The second stream erupted with the same force in to his arse. Fabian collapsed on top of Jake where their lips meet in a mad mouth crushing kiss. His hips jolted continuously as he shot several more volleys of toxic laden seed into Jake. Fabian laid on top of Jake kissing for another half an hour, all the time gently rocking his hips, pushing his seed deeper in to Jake. Eventually Fabian rolled on his side with Jake still attached on his cock, his arms pulling Jake closer to him as they both cuddled on the bed dozing and kissing. Fabian slowly pulled his cock out causing Jake some discomfort and pain as he did so. His head was still buzzing, this was the first time anyone had actually made love to him. He was exhausted, after all it had been a very busy day. There was a knock at the door and Marco entered. "Sir, do you wish me to help you and Jake dress?" "Thank you, Marco that would be helpful. Jake we are running a little late, go and jump in the shower." Marco came over and helped Jake off the bed and gave him a kiss and patted his arse as he disappeared to the bathroom. "I will send the housekeeper up to change the bed linen." "Thank you Marco. " "There is a little blood on the sheets sir, let me remove them now." "Marco, looks like he may become a proper family member sooner than anticipated." Fabian headed to the shower as Marco stripped the bed and phoned to the housekeeper. He started dressing Jake who felt a little awkward, but he loved having Marco so close to him. Fabian appeared from the bathroom and looked at Jake and Marco, unquestionably there was a spark igniting. With Jake dressed he moved over to Fabian and tied his bow tie. "Marco, you had better get ready, do you need a hand?" "With my bow tie probably." "Jake go help Marco." They both left and headed to Marco's. Fabian went downstairs to check on the dining room. Everything was perfect he mused as he heard the first of the guests arriving and being directed to the library for cocktails. He turned and went to join them. Within a few minutes the entire family had arrived all 13 of them except for Jake and Marco. Fabian briefed the family members but it was Spencer who spoke up first. "Fabian, you know what we are all waiting to hear." "Okay, yes we did it late this afternoon." "That makes us a lot more at ease knowing he really is committed to being with us." "Even better, I think we may have found someone for Marco." "That is great news Fabian. If we can do anything to push them together we will all be happy to help." "It has only been a week and things have moved very fast, let them have their space to develop." Marco was deliberately delaying Jake as they were to be the last to enter the library. Jake was on his fifth attempt at tying Marco's bow tie and this time he succeeded and got it just right. Marco couldn't stop giggling at his futile attempts, he looked in the mirror nodded, giving Jake a kiss he grabbed his hand. "Right, I think we should head down. The whole family will be here tonight." "I am a little nervous Marco. Plus my arse hurts a little, I don't know if I will be able to sit down properly." "Jake, I am with you there is nothing to be nervous about. I will look after you." They quickly headed down the staircase towards the double doors of the library. "Ready?" "I think so."

Coming up again in a week. Can't wait to get into those tight assess and fuck me some sweet silky sluts. But boys, if you're going to be a cum dump for the night, please clean out your hole first. The scat party is a different night :-)

I was in Savannah doing work on a case. I usually fly home on Friday, but I'd decided to stay and fly my boyfriend down to see me instead. Then my boyfriend got sick. I had upgraded to a nicer room and I had a car so I thought it wouldn't be a bad weekend to stick around. It did really suck that I hadn't had sex since I last saw my boyfriend and I was really trying to be loyal. Friday night I ate at a place that was pretty good, but since I was alone I sat at the bar and well, since I was alone I probably drank too much. The bartender was nice and was always refilling my drinks quickly. He was kinda cute, but I think he was straight and just working me for a tip. I went back to my room and got online -Grindr. You know because everyone with a boyfriend is on Grindr just to make new friends, right? LOL. This couple was really hot. Both shorter than me - one baseball player build and fit and the other a twink. I was chatting with the baseball player. He said that he liked me, but that he and his partner only played together. He checked with his partner and eventually suggested I should come over. I drove to their place; getting lost twice because I kept missing their street. I got there and we said hi and baseball player was the top and totally acted like it. Twink looked annoyed that I was there at first, but it turns out he just had "bitchy face." Baseball player poured me a vodka and we were chatting and getting comfortable. Baseball player told me to take off my shirt to show him my body. I did and he said, shorts too. I slipped them off and was just in my boxer briefs. They were both clothed. Baseball player refilled my drink and kissed me. He said, "Tell us what you like. I want to hear you say what you want us to do." I said, "I like getting fucked. I like getting used by guys. It's fucking hot. I love sex and love having sex however guys want to have sex." Baseball player was rubbing his crotch in his sweats and the twink actually smiled. One of them asked if I liked to suck cock. I said yeah. Baseball player said, "Take off your underwear." I did and I went over and straddled the twink and kissed him. Then I leaned over and kissed the baseball player while the twink rubbed my cock and ass. Baseball player said, "Let's go upstairs." So we walked over to the stairs and we got about 2 steps up and we all started making out again. Twink was leading the way and he turned around to make out with me. Baseball player started playing with my ass and kissing my neck. Twink opened his shorts and said, "Suck my cock." So, I did. It was a hot cock on a little dude. I was impressed. I licked and sucked it. Head and balls. Baseball player was pushing my head down on Twink's cock and I was letting him do it and trying not to gag when he pushed too far. I think baseball player was getting really turned on because he got naked and was rubbing his cock on my ass. He was rubbing it all over my ass crack and spreading my ass cheeks to let his cock slide all over. He picked my mouth off the Twink's cock and said, "Go get the stuff," and he kissed me. Twink ran upstairs and came back down and I was sucking off the baseball player. He also had a nice cock, probably 8' cut. It was really nice. Nicer than Twink's cock; but twink still had a nice cock. He turned me around again and I saw the lube and poppers get handed to baseball player. I went back to sucking the twink's cock.Twink told me I was a great cocksucker. He said, "I can tell you really love giving head man." Baseball player was fingering my ass with lube and began rubbing his cock along my crack. He kept rubbing it on my ass. I was pushing back to feel more of his cock in my crack as I sucked the twink's cock. He said, "Why don't you sit on twink's cock." I turned around and grabbed twink's cock and lined it up with my ass and sat on it. I winced, but I was drunk enough, horny enough and had lube in my ass so I kept sliding down on it. Fuck it felt good to have a cock in me. I started riding his cock some and the baseball player leaned in and said, "you look so hot riding his cock." He watched me ride twink's cock and stroked his own. Twink was kissing my neck and reached to get the poppers. He did some and then put them under my nose for me to sniff. I was feeling great. I rode his cock like a champ. Twink said, "slow down or you'll make me cum." I said, "that's the point right." I kept riding him. He pushed me up and said, "Turn around." I did and he got behind me and slammed his cock back inside me. I grunted. He started fucking me hard. Baseball player was cheering the twink on. After a few minutes I felt twink get faster and he jammed his cock in my ass and shot his load in my ass. Now it was baseball player's turn. This dude had been sniffing poppers and jerking off watching his boyfriend fuck and breed me. He was so turned on. He said, "My man's cum is the only lube my cock needs." He slide his 8" cock inside me slowly, but forcefully and did not stop until his balls were on my ass. He started fucking me. Long strokes, short strokes, all the way out, jackrabbit. This guy was a great top. Without warning, after a few minutes, he grunted loudly and came in my ass. It was wild sex. I started jerking off and I came on their stairs. it was hot sex. We made out some more. I rode both their cocks again. They both came in me again. I was in heaven by the time I left just before dawn. I went back to the hotel and collapsed into my bed and slept until mid-afternoon.

Part 2: Two weeks later. My company launched a new product and, like most of the managers, I was expected to attend the launch party, held at a Manchester hotel, and mingle. Not really my forte but something that is expected nonetheless. I was circling the room engaging in idle chit chat here and there, talking up the new product, and the usual nonsense. I was talking to some woman, the wife of one of our big investors. She was wearing a dress designed for someone 20 years younger and at least 20 pounds lighter. She seemed anxious. Watching her husband as he circled the room. She was right to worry, I decided, he seemed to have an eye for every younger woman and seemed to stand just a little too close. The man seemed like a creep and I felt bad for his wife having to stand by and see him hitting on other women. Then, out of the corner of my eye, a familiar face caught my eye. I looked and nearly choked. Jordan stood leaning against the bar, watching me. He was wearing a suit tonight. It fit him perfectly, emphasising his first chest and his lean waist. What was he doing here at this event? He saw that I had seen him, smiled slightly, and raised his glass in my general direction. I felt my face go pale but raised my glass back to him. Fuck! I had almost convinced myself that I was building him up in my imagination, helped along by the quantities of alcohol I had consumed that night. But no. He was as beautiful as I remembered. My dick was getting hard as I looked at him, remembered the feeling of him inside me, thinking how much I wanted him again. I struggled to focus on what the woman next to me was saying but it was a losing battle. As graciously as I could, I drifted away from her and into a quiet corner of the room. I kept my eyes on Jordan making sure I knew where he was. If I kept an eye out, I could make sure I kept away from him. I wanted him… oh fuck, believe me I wanted him… but if I kept my distance nothing could happen. Brian would be so hurt if he knew I had betrayed him even the once. I couldn’t let it happen again. “Eric, right?” 
I almost jumped out of my skin. I turned around to see the investor whose wife I had been talking to. He stood next to me, looking out at the crowd. I nodded in greeting. “I’m Daniel, Daniel Holstrom. I hope Elise didn’t bore you too much.” Still jumpy, it took me a second to realise Elise was his wife. “No, no. She seems very nice.” He smiled sadly. “She is. Maybe too nice. She was a beauty once as well, you can still see it at times.” I struggled to think of something to say to him that wouldn’t be rude enough to get me sacked. Nothing came to mind. “Don’t misunderstand me. I do love her. But I love lots of beautiful things as well. You understand… we are men. We are not meant for monogamy.” My own guilt pricked at my conscience. I did my best to ignore it. “Do you really believe that?” I asked, trying to hide my distaste for the man. “Come on now. You are married, right?” He barely waited for me to nod. “And you’ve never looked at anyone else, never thought about it, maybe even acted on it?” My eyes automatically roved back to the bar… but Jordan was no longer there. I had lost him in the crowd. I began to sweat a bit. I looked around but couldn’t see him anywhere. Holstrom chuckled, seeing something in my eye or demeanour which answered his question. “See! I knew it. We are men, it is in our blood.” “Hello Erik. Fancy meeting you here.” For the second time a voice near me made me jump. Jordan. Standing next to me. My face turned red, my chest pounding, my eyes wide. Like a deer in the headlights. Holstrom looked at the two of us, looking bemused. “Oh, it’s like that is it? Well… to each his own. I’m not one to judge. Maybe I’ll go find myself a pretty young lady. You two have fun.” He moved away but I had already forgotten him. I tried to play in cool. “Jordan… good to see you…” “Really? And here I thought you were trying to hide from me tonight.” Jordan’s laugh had a faint mocking tone but was somehow still charming. “But, lets be honest. I bet you haven’t stopped thinking about me in the last two weeks, have you?” “Well, I…” He stepped closer. “You probably think about me when you jerk yourself off, maybe even when you are fucking your husband. Am I right?” I was, again, at a loss for words. I had been thinking about him since our encounter. When I masturbated, when Brian and i had sex, and at random times throughout the day. And, now that he was standing beside me, I wanted to taste him and feel him inside me again. “Let’s get out of here and go for a walk.” “I can’t. I’m here for work.” My last, desperate, attempt to avoid what i already knew was inevitable. “Don’t worry so much. No one will even notice you are gone.” His hand on the small of my back, he guided me gently out of the room. Something about him felt less gentle than our first night… he was even more in charge, more dominant. I felt myself submitting to him again. Willing to do whatever he wanted. We didn’t stop in the lobby, didn’t even pause, but stepped outside and around the building to a small, dark side street. Without hesitation, Jordan seemed to know exactly where he wanted to go. He pushed me roughly against a wall and then his lips were on mine, his tongue invading my mouth. His breath tasted faintly of cinnamon gum. I kissed him back, his youthful vigor so intoxicating. He pulled off my jacket and tie and tossed them on top of a nearby rubbish bin. Then unbuttoned my shirt, the cold night air biting my chest. He put a hand on my shoulder and pushed me to my knees. I obeyed and knelt in front of him, trying not to think about what I might be kneeling in. “Take my cock out, pig.” I started to unbuckle his belt but he slapped my hand away as he had during our first night together. 
“I said to take my cock out, not undress me.” I felt embarrassed but unzipped his trousers and fished out that long, hard piece of meat that I had been craving. I slowly jacked him with my right hand, watching his foreskin slide on his thick cockhead. ”Put it in your mouth.” I leaned forward, opened my lips, and greedily took him into my mouth. I worked him in my mouth, getting him wet, and then slid forward… taking him into my throat. He stood still, letting me do the work. He quickly rose to full mast and I struggled to keep him in my throat. I wanted to please him though, so I struggled to keep him there. My gagging seemed to please him. “You love that big cock don’t you? Love it in your throat, gagging you?” I groaned by way of reply. “Yeah… that’s it. Work that dick. Now look up.” I looked up and was not surprised to see his flash from his phone as he took a few pictures. Pictures of me, my mouth stretched around his big meat. I hoped no one else noticed the flashes and came to investigate. He pulled out of my mouth and lifted me to my feet. He deftly opened my belt and pulled my trousers down and motioned for me to step out of them. They joined the rest of my suit on top of the rubbish bin. My briefs followed and I stood naked in the alley except for my shoes and socks. Like our last encounter, he stayed clothed except for that dick sticking out of his pants. “Turn around and lean against the wall.” I obeyed, eager for what was coming next. “Show me that ass, spread your legs and push it out a bit.” More flashes from his camera phone. “That’s it. Open the cheeks and let me see your hole.” Balancing against the wall, I reached back with both hands and spread my cheeks for him. More flashes. “Fuck yeah. That hole wants my cock doesn’t it? It is already opening for me.” “Yeah, I need it. I need you to fuck me again.” “You need to be punished though. You tried to hide from me tonight. I don’t like that.” “Please… “ I whispered desperately. “I need it… I’m sorry I tried to hide.” “Hmmm.” Jordan rubbed his cock against my hole. “I believe you… but you still need to be punished.” His hand wrapped around my mouth as I felt him push his cock forward. “So this is going to hurt.” And it did. I tried to be quiet but cried out as he pushed inside my tight hole. Only his hand muffled the noise. “Shhh… take it. Take what you’ve got coming to you. Don’t want to attract any attention, do you?” He was pounding my hole. Without mercy, without finesse, his pushed his cock inside me. Tears dripped down my face and I gasped for breath. Other than our first encounter two weeks earlier, I hadn’t been fucked in years. Now this thick 9 inch cock was forcing it’s way inside me without lube. Finally his balls slapped against my ass. “There you go. I knew you could take it.” He pulled out with one stroke. “Your hole is gaping for me. Fuck that is so hot.” Maybe out of mercy, or maybe ironically, he spit on my hole and on his dick before he pushed it back in. He was right though, my hole was opening for him. It still hurt like hell but it was starting to feel good as well. “Yeah, look at you, you fucking slut. Bent over in the street, taking my cock. Tell me how much you love it.” 
“You feel so good! I love your cock in my ass.” “Yeah?” “Fuck yeah, Jordan!” “Yeah… your hole is working my dick now. You’re such a whore. Gonna fill you up! Ready for it, cumdump?” “Give it to me.” I couldn’t believe what I was saying. “Cum inside my slutty hole!” He grunted and I felt him swell inside me. And he came inside me. My ass felt full with his thick cum. After a moment, he pushed me off his cock but I stayed pressed against the wall, naked and panting for breath. He used my briefs to wipe his dick clean and then put it away. “Give me your phone.” I searched through the pile of my clothes until I found my phone, unlocked it, and handed it over. He typed away quickly then handed it back. “Here’s my number. Call me when you are ready.” He slapped my bare ass and walked away in the night. I waited until he disappeared then, feeling cold, got dressed.The suit was filthy, covered in muck from the dirty sidewalk and the rubbish bin. No going back to the launch party now. I hurried to my car and headed home. “You’re home early.” Brian called out from the kitchen as I came in. “Had a bit of an accident.” “Oh?” He popped his head around the corner. “What the hell happened to you…” I had practiced my lie. “Crazy line in the loo, so I went outside to find a place for a piss. Found a dark corner but slipped and landed in something.” He shook his head. “Well… I don’t think that suit can be salvaged. Get upstairs and take a shower. There is no way you are going to bed like that…. and take your shoes off before you tramp who knows what on the floors!” I put on my best chagrined expression and hurried to clean up before he could get too close of a look.

His adam4adam profile said "sex is my favorite hobby, but I am picky. I have a great cock for the right guy" and I was intrigued. His profile was what I liked, a bi married total top, my age, taller than me and hung much bigger than me. More to the point he was confident and to me that is really hot. I was afraid he would not be into me because I am not in perfect shape, as one guy said, as he rejected me, that I am "5 lbs away from being a cub". I reached out to him and after a few days we had exchanged messages and found we had mutual interest an apparently I was his type. Message exchange, led to texting which lead to phone calls. All of which were hot and had me worked up. He would text me pictures of his cock and I would forget whatever I was doing and get instantly tuned on. He would tell me how he wanted to fuck me and how he knew I would love it. After a month of this happening daily, I ached to be with him more so than I had with anyone I had not met before, it was in that ache that I decided that I was going to do whatever I could to take him raw and feel him breed me. Usually going bb with someone has been a reactive thing that happened in the moment. This was going to be me going for it from the get go. He, like most bi guys, was very clear he only fucked safe so I had my work cut out for me. I arrived at his place, in the late afternoon. it was a farm and miles from anyone else. I was excited and started to be a little scared. I got out of my car and he came out of his house to greet me. I could tell there was chemistry but we were both being shy. I asked for a tour and he said sure. After a few minutes we got to the barn. Once we got inside he pointed to a ladder that went to a loft, looked me in the eye with lust and said "let's go up there, I want to show you something" I followed him up the ladder to the loft and just behind the hay bales he had set a space complete with blankets, towels, water bottles and a big bottle of lube. As I looked around he stepped behind me with his body against mine and said "this is where I want to fuck you". YES was my response as I pushed my ass back into his crotch. I could feel his cock hard in his jeans as he grabbed my hips and ground into me. It was exquisite, I pushed against him as he held on to me and dry humped me. We didn't talk, just heavy breathing and moans of pleasure. He reached around my waist and undid my belt. My pants fell to my feet and he pulled my boxers down after them. I heard his pants drop and felt his cock slide up the crack of my ass. He played with me like that, his precome leaking all over me. When his cock would pass my hole I would try to push myself onto him but he would move away. I took my shot and whispered in the sexiest voice I could muster, "please fuck me, I want to feel you in me now, just do it, I want you now." He played with my hole with his cock stopping and my hole, I moaned my pleasure and he started to push in but then stopped and pulled away saying "let me get a condom". I reached around and grabbing his 8" cock and said "No, it's okay, I want you raw." He hesitated, I said "I know you want to, I want you too and how often do you get this chance? I am clean, you are clean so let's do it. It is how we were meant to fuck... But it is up to you." I heard him take a deep breath and hold it a second. "I've never fucked a guy raw before..." and then he stepped away from me. My heart sank for a moment I thought he was getting a condom, which was fine because I was still about to get fucked by a big thick cock and I do like that. I heard him squeeze out some lube and felt his cock pushing against my hole. He slid himself slowly into me and I felt the raw warmth of his cock and my whole being twitched with joy, he put his whole uncovered dick in me, all the way. I heard him moan with pleasure and he "Aww fuck, yeah, that is good!" I scream-moaned something unintelligible and the pain/pleasure cascaded through my body. His cock was thick and he went balls deep into me without stopping. I stumbled forward but he caught me and held me onto him. I cried out and swore, it was intense, it was too much. I have come to love that feeling, when a man invades me with his big cock and my whole being focuses on where his cock is. It hurts and overwhelms me but when that passes I emerge changed, I feel an immense amount of pleasure growing internally and taking over my whole body. I love this feeling of surrender to another man, it is that submission that makes me want to feel it all. Pleasure expanded through my body and I got that feeling more so because he was in me with now barriers. He held onto me as he rocked back and forth and slowly fucked me. There were no words, just grunts and groans from each of us. We went through waves where I would milk him with my ass and he would moan with pleasure and increase his pace and intensity and then back off. He knew how to fuck and went at my ass like an glutton! I was in heaven, I got the raw cock on my terms and now my hole was being expertly played by him. He would get close to coming and would pull out and rest his the tip his cock against my hole. I could feel him pulse his orgasm back down and when he was ready he would slide back into me and open me back up. We moved from standing to me being on all fours as he fucked me to the brink of coming and backed down, over and over again. This was turning into a marathon session, but I knew he hadn't fucked a man in a long time so he was taking his time. I was afraid I would get worn out before I got his cum in me so I figured out what to do. As he pulled out to calm down, I flipped onto my back and said "I want to see your cock going into me." And with that he lifted my legs and slid that monster cock back into me. I was hard as I could be and was hoping to cum just from him fucking me but I was more in touch with my desire for him to come in me. As he was reaching that point of no return he I could tell he was about to pull out, I locked my legs around him and beared down on his cock for all I was worth. I was lost to the ecstasy but managed to blurt out "COME!" He hesitated but then pushed back into my willing ass and started pounding me hard, there was no build up just pure pounding away at my hole. I lost the leg lock I had on him and he pulled my legs over his shoulders and pulled my ass up for easier access. His strong hands pinned my shoulders to the floor as he went at me full force. I thought he was close but he pounded me like this for what seemed like an eternity. He was going to come and he was not pulling out! He reared up releasing my shoulders and stopped his pounding, holding me there and his cock starred to pulse. He let out a growl scream and I felt my tenderized hole fill with his warm load, I shivered with pleasure as each spasm of his cock put more spunk into me. He kept coming so I reached for my cock and with a few deft strokes stated to shoot my load out on my belly and chest. We were both spent. I could tell he had no regrets, I didn't either. After I caught my breath I asked how he felt. His answer was, "You were right, that is how we were meant to fuck!" I knew I had converted him. We did it again later that day, so I left his place taking two if his loads. We both knew we'd be doing this as many times as we could. I have fully embraced my desire for fucking raw, I have become a willing cum dump and I love it.

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