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(This story is pure fictional) Part I : Who’s next?! Joey is only 21 and made a fortune with posting videos YouTube. For more than 4 years, mostly teenage girls have watched him doing stupid stunts and pranks without his shirt on. His followers fantasize about him, his muscled bronzed torso, his long blond hair and piercing blue eyes. What they don’t know is that Joey also has a depraved dark side. In the last 2 years he created a gang of 9 fit, hung boys between 18 and 21, and together they prey on mostly hot, straight boys to convert them and add to his gang. 2 boys started gay and 7 boys are straight/bi guys that got converted into predators with a high vl. All boys share the same pozz dna that they got from Joey. (How Joey got pozzed and depraved, I will explain in a later story.j Joey and his gang are chilling at the skate park, when a voice asked, “Are you that Joey guy from the videos”. Joey turns around and looks in to the eyes one of the most gorgeous guys he seen. “Yes i am!” Joey replies. “My ex-girlfriend, the whore, is a big fan. So if i can make a photo together then the bitch will be fucking jealous!” the boy says. “Sure,” Joey replies and takes his pose. “Thanks! Have a great day” says the boy. “Wait! … You look like a cool dude, soon do you want to join us?” Joey answers. The boy says “Sure! I’m Omar”. “Omar, you’re not really dressed for hanging out?!” Joey tells him. Omar answers him and says “I know I just got off from work!”. “Get the backpack” Joey orders the boys. One of the boys hands him the bag and Joey takes out a short and a shirt, hands them to Omar and says “Keep it!”. Omar stutters and says “Thanks! But these are very expensive”. “Not for me!” He smiles and then orders Omar to put them on. This will give Joey a chance to admire the Moroccan boy. Omar removes his shirt and trousers without showing any shame. The boys see his light-colored hairless athletic body and a huge limp cock between his legs. Joey says “why would your girlfriend leave that donkey dick?!”. “I kicked her out because she didn’t want to try anal!” Omar replies laughing. All the boys start laughing. “A fan offered to be my and my boys personal slut this evening. She is hot and a total whore. Definitely in to anal and dp. Do you want to join us in my penthouse in fucking her all night!” Joey asks him out of the blue. “Hell! Yeah!” Omar replies, not knowing that there is no fan and that he’s going to be the bitch that get fucked all night. Omar’s life will change forever. Part II : Getting him high The boys arrive at Joey penthouse and start taking of their shirts. “Get comfortable! Want a drink?” Joey asks. “Yes please!” Omar says while taking of his shirt and takes place on the big leather sofa. Joey hands Omar his drink and takes a big gulp of his own. The boys all take a seat in the big living room and start drinking. Omar takes his first gulp of the very sweet beverage not knowing that the taste is to mask the G that is added. All boys drink the same G-laced concoction. One of the boys starts handing out pills. “Viagra! So you can keep a hard-on all night!” Joey explains. The boy hands Omar his pill - a fake one that does nothing. The rest of the boys swallow their real pills while Omar swallows his fake one. They going to reprogram him by making him into a willing bottom for all their pozz loads. His big dick will come in handy the next time they convert a boy. Joey puts his drink down and says “Let’s get in the mood… she will be here in approx 45 minutes… Let’s welcome her with a parade of big hard dicks.”. A huge screen slowly drops down from the ceiling and the lights get dimmed. Trance music begins to play and on the big screen straight porn starts to play. Within a few minutes all boys are rubbing their hardening dicks. Joey gets out a pipe with Tina and starts heating it and takes some hits. Omar’s head begins to feel light and starts staring at Joey smoking his pipe. “Wanna try? It get you so damn horny. We all love this shit!” Joey asks. Omar nodds and Joey starts heating the pipe, put it between Omar lips and orders him to take a deep hit. “Keep it in for 1, 2, 3, 4, 5… and exhale!” Joey tells Omar. A big cloud of smoke leaves Omar’s mouth while the T starts to cloud Omar’s mind. “Take another bigger one” Joey orders Omar. The whole procedure repeats itself several time. Joey knows now that he can start the conversion. The porn switches to young raunchy guys fucking and seeding a small boy. Omar is looking at it and starts to get horny. The T has a firm grip on him. Joey begins to kiss Omar’s neck and begins working up. Their eyes meet, their lips touch and they begin to kiss. Four other boys get closer. They remove Omar’s shorts and a half stiff dick begins is in reach. One boys swallows the big dick whole, Omar starts to moan while locked in a deep kiss. Omar’s big dick starts to harden and filling the boy his throat. Two other boys lift up Omar’s legs and with the other hand they start pinching his nipples softly. Omar moans louder as the boy that’s sucking the cock lubes up finger and begins working it up Omar’s ass. Omar starts moaning deeper and his ass starts relaxing. Then the boy takes out his finger and takes a big shard of tina and begins working it deep in Omar’s ass. A burning sensation fills Omar’s ass, slowly it turns in to a warm feeling that covers his body. When the T reaches his brain he surrenders to this new horny state of mind. Joey stops kissing him. “You are so hot! I want you to join me. Quit that stupid job. Like these boys, I can give you everything you desire.” Joey whispers in his ear. Omar nods. Joey continues and says “In exchange I only ask one thing and that is that you do what I ask you… I don’t want to hear NO! Deal?”. Omar nodds again. “Okay! Just sit back and enjoy the ride!” Joey grins. Omar doesn’t understand. Joey drops his short and a dick bigger than Omar pops out. “Grab his arms” he orders 2 other boys, while kneeling in front of Omar’s spread ass. He starts lubing up his dick and placing the tip at Omar’s ass-lips. Omar realises what is about to happen and opens his mouth “N…”. ‘Smack’. Joey hit Omar hard across his face. “I told you… don’t say NO!” Joey says with a loud firm voice. Before Omar can say something else Joey begins to push his huge cock in that virgin ass. Omar starts screaming while the cock splits him in half. “Yeah! I like destroying tight straight asses” Joey grunts. After a few minutes Joey is ball deep inside Omar. The screams fade. Omar’s ass starts to accept the big dick filling him. “Strap!” Joey orders. Two boys stretch Omar’s arm while a third ties it of. Omar feels a fast stab in his arm. “Ready for you new life?!” Joey asks while the strap gets released. A warm feeling takes over Omar’s body, he starts to cough, and his brain gets overloaded by new hot feelings. The ass starts to relax and this is Joey’s signal to start pulling back. When the big cock is nearly out he plunges it back in. Omar gasps for air. Joey starts pumping the ass that get’s looser with every stroke. Joey starts asking questions like “YOU LOVE IT?”, “YOU WANT IT HARD?”, “ARE YOU MY SLUT?”. All get answered with a load moan. “BEG FOR IT!” Joey orders. “Please, give it to me hard. I’m your slut. I love it so much!” Omar moans. “I want to cum deep in you… Breed you… make you one of us!” says Joey. Omar replies with “YESSSSS! I WANT IT SO BAD!”. “Are you filming this? i want to see the look in his eyes when it hits home!” Joey ask the boys. Omar looks confused. “Yeah! We document all conversions… We all have a video with us accepting our new life!” Joey says before he lets out a big grunt. His cock begins to pump an enormous flow of cum inside Omar. “Feel the cum filling you up. Not long now before my dna is entering your bloodstream. Poisoning your blood with the gift i once got!”. Omar eyes are wide open. He begins to struggle. ‘Smack’. Again Joey slaps his face saying “to late now”. He begins to pump his big cock inside the ass again. Harder and harder. Omar moans loud while the cum drips out his ass with each stroke. Again a load grunt and Joey starts to fill the ass with a second big load. Then he pulls out his cum dripping. “He’s ready for your filthy pozz seed” Joey says laughing. The boys give Omar a second slam before fucking him one by one. After the last boy a huge puddle of cum is laying on the floor under Omar’s ass. The ass is wide open and dripping cum. Part III : CUMMING SOON!!!

Chapter 31 I woke up late Thursday morning and rolled over to see Xander cuddled up against Brandon. When I looked closer I noticed that Brandon's dick was lodged firmly in Xander's ass. Not sure when that happened but I was pretty sure it wasn't that way when we finally crashed last night. I left the boys sleeping and went for a run. When I got back they were still out cold so I jumped in the shower to clean up. As I was getting dressed I started to hear some moaning coming from the bed. It sounded like Brandon was awake and giving Xander his first load of the day. "Morning boys, how's that cunt feel this morning?" They both answered at the same time, "sloppy as fuck man," and "sore but so good sir." I chuckled, "damn Xander I have to say I've never met anyone quite like you before. Did you even come once last night?" He thought for a second, "oh sir, nope I didn't. I was so focused on my cunt I never even gave my pathetic little cock a second thought." "That's because your little dick's not important," Brandon said, "god gave you an amazing cunt for real men to use." With that he grunted and shot his load. "Fuck I really should have found a plug for you yesterday to make sure all those loads stayed in place." "I thought the same thing last night, that's why when I woke up in the middle of the night with Xander up against my chest I could feel some cum leaking out so I stuck my cock inside him." Xander rolled over and gave him a deep kiss. "Mmm, thank you!" He got quiet for a second then asked, "do you really think I got knocked up last night?" He was so fucking cute. I sat on the bed next to him and took his hand. "Son, if your body's not in the process of joining team poz right now after the job we did on your boy pussy then I don't think any amount off cum can do the job. Why, you're not having second thoughts are you?" "Oh god no! Just wondering how long I'm going to have to wait to get my biohaz tat, those are so fucking hot." I leaned down and gave him a kiss. "I'm so glad I went for that run the other day and ran into you, this has been one hell of a conference." Brandon seemed to notice I was dressed for the day and said, "I suppose we have to responsible employees today huh." I laughed, "well I think I need too after yesterday, but I'm cool if you want to chill today. I don't think there's anything pressing for you to attend." "Sweet, thanks. Xander and I talked about going back to Marty's and getting some more ink." "I'm sure Marty will love that. You boys have fun." I kissed them both then went down to the conference. I found the session I was looking for and settled in just as they were getting started. About halfway through the presentation I looked around the room to check out the crowd and see if there was anyone I recognized. Sitting a row in front of me on the other side of the small room was this really hot guy that looked familiar but I couldn't quite place him. He must have sensed me staring at him because pretty soon he turned towards me and looked at me. After a few seconds he got a huge smile on his face. Holy shit I think that was this guy named Mitch. We'd met a few years ago at another conference and I almost hooked up with him and his boyfriend but he backed out at the last second. If I remember correctly, he told his bf he wasn't ready to do a threesome. I was so pissed. Anyway, back to now. Damn he looked even better than I remembered. He was sporting a nicely trimmed beard and looked like he'd filled out a bit. He was about my height but definitely had more muscles. He caught my eye, pointed to his arm then to me and gave me a thumbs up sign. The room was on the warm side so I had rolled up my sleeves, which gave him a good view of my tats. I didn't have full sleeve tats back then but I seem to recall he had a thing for tattoos. I felt my cock waking up. Damn this session couldn't get over fast enough. I couldn't tell you a word the presentors said after I noticed Mitch. I don't know about anyone else but ever since I joined team poz I can't get enough sex. I'm horny all the time. You'd think after the last two days I'd be good for at least a day or two but nope I needed more. As the session ended I debated about making a break for it or going over to say hi. Luckily I didn't have to decide. By the time I bent down to grab my bag and stood up Mitch was standing right next to me. "Scott right," he asked reaching out his hand. "Yeah Scotty, and you're Mitch?" "Yep, I was hoping you'd be here. I really wanted to run into you. Do you have plans for lunch? Want to grab a bite?" No, yes, and fuck me now! "Nope no plans. Lunch sounds great." We left the hotel and headed a block over to where there were a bunch of restaurants. "I'm really glad you were here this year Scotty. After that last time we met I've been hoping to run into you again." "I missed the conference the last couple of years. This is the first time I've been able to make it back since the time I hung out with you and your boyfriend." "You mean the time I got cold feet and backed out of you fucking me?" I laughed, "yep exactly, I was just trying to put it in a nicer way." "You know I have to say I really kicked myself for not going through with that threeway. I was so into you." "Don't worry about it, it's not for everyone. So, you still with that guy?" He started laughing, "oh you'll love this. So if you remember, he's the one who wanted to open our relationship up and I was hesitant." "Oh yeah I remember. I was so pissed at you." "Well the week after the conference he finally talked me into going through with it. Turns out I fucking loved it, him not so much." That made me laugh even harder. "That's so perfect, I love it!" "Yep turns out I'm a big ole slut." "So you're not still together then," I asked. "Oh god no, we broke up about a month after that. What about you, still doing threeways?" "Threeways, fourways, gang bangs hell yeah." "Man I saw this party advertised for last night. Some guy was whoring out his new boy, no loads refused." Hmm, interesting. "Where'd you see this?" "On bbrts, it's a barebacking site, oh sorry if that offends you." He was too funny, "yeah you're fine. I never use condoms." "Oh thank God! I was taking to some guy a few weeks ago and mentioned fucking raw and he lectured me for a half hour about how stupid I was being. Needless to say we did not fuck." "So this party last night, were they looking for poz guys to knock up the boy?" "Oh man did you see it too? I mean the ad said no load refused but poz guys preferred, so yeah seemed like a pozzing party to me." "How come you didn't go?" "Well, I waited too long to ask for an invite and honestly, I'm not sure if I'm poz or not so," he shrugged his shoulders and smiled at me. I pulled out my phone and pulled up the pic of Xander I used in the ad. "Was this the slut?" "Yep that's him. Wait, did you go?" "Umm yeah I threw the party." "Holy shit are you serious?" He got all quiet and asked, "so did he get knocked up?" "Well he took forty loads, the majority of which were poz so I'd say yeah we were successful." "Damn I'm so hard right now." "So what about you? You said you don't know if your poz, does that mean there's a chance you might be?" "Well, I haven't tested in over a year and I don't usually ask my partners status so who knows." "Nice! You on PrEP?" "I was, stopped taking it about a year ago." "You are a slut. You chasing?" "I wouldn't really call myself a chaser but I figure it's going to happen sooner or later." "And you're okay with that?" We were sitting side by side so he reached for my hand and placed it on his crotch under the table. He was rock hard. I squeezed his cock and said, "I think we need to get out of here now." We paid the check and made it back to the hotel in record time. "Your room or mine?" He asked. "Yours, if that's okay. It's not that I mind groups but right now I'd really like some quality one on one time." "Wait is that slut staying with you?" "He's not but when I left my room this morning he was still there with my assistant." "Oh my god, you're fucking your assistant? I love it." "Then you'll die when I tell you his uncle is my doctor and he's one of the guys who pozzed my ass." We barely made it into his room before he grabbed me and forced his tongue down my throat. His hands were busy trying to take my clothes off. He broke off the kiss and ripped his shirt off over his head showing me his tight sixpack covered with a nice layer of blond hair. I walked him back until he got to the edge of the bed, then pushed him so fell on his back. I quickly removed his pants and his hard cock jumped out. "Damn you horny slut going commando," I said as I swallowed his eight inch dick. I sucked his balls then moved my tongue further down to taste his sweaty ass. "Mmm, yummy," I moaned. I got him nice and wet and stuck a finger in his hole while eating him out. "Oh my god you're driving me crazy. Stick your fucking poz dick in my ass please!" He screamed. That's all the encouragement I needed. I slammed in balls deep, his ass gripping my cock trying to milk my load out of me. "Fuck you horny slut you want my poz load bad don't you?" "Yes! Give it to me man. Give me your dirty load." I was so turned on it didn't take me long to explode deep inside him. "I sure hope your versatile because it's your turn to breed my cunt now man." "Hell yeah!" He wrapped his legs around me, flipped me on my back and before I could even catch my breath, plunged his hard dick all the way in. "You like it rough don't you slut?" "Fuck yeah, breed my cunt. Harder man, destroy my ass." He continued pounding away for about twenty minutes, telling me what a whore I was. Soon I could tell he was getting close. He started kissing me as he shot rope after rope of cum into my ass. We kissed for another ten minutes or so then collapsed on the bed. "Fuck that was hot. I'm sure I've taken poz loads in the past year but hearing you tell me you were giving me your poz load was such a turn on. Thanks for that." He glanced at the clock and noticed the time. "Fuck, I'm on a panel that starts in twenty minutes. I better get cleaned up. Please tell me we can do that again tonight." "Absolutely, and I might even be able to arrange for you to have a go at the slut from last night." "Mmm the more the merrier." We got cleaned up and headed back down to the conference with a promise to meet up later.

Thursday night I picked up my cousin from the airport with her friend. She lives an hour away from my house and it was late so the plan was for her and her friend to stay over and I would take them early in the morning home. I had not met her friend so I wasn’t sure if it was a girl or guy. A boyfriend or a friend. When I saw them at arrivals I saw that he is a 6’ something black man. Even with his jacket on I could see he had a nice body. I loaded their stuff in the car and drove back to my place. On the way back I did get out of him that he was 32. Not married or in a relationship. He and my cousin were just friends. I got the feeling he was fat but wasn’t sure. A bottom usually knows though. Lol. When we got back to my place we sat and watched to for a while and my cousin finally got tired and went to bed. Her friend (Anthony). Decided to stay up with me. He got up and went to the bathroom and change into sleeping gear. When he came back he sat down close to me on the couch. It’s a sectional so I started to think he was up for more than talk. He turned towards me and shifted his body. I could see in his lounge pants that his dick was free and looked like it was nice and big. He started asking me why I was single and that he thought I was cute. Naturally I started moving closer and not long after he kissed me. He is a great kisser and we started making out. His hands were all over me and it didn’t take me long to get out of my pants and underwear. I kept rubbing his cock through his lounge pants and it was getting huge. I asked him if I could suck it and he said yes. I pulled it out and it was huge. At least 10” with girth. I knew I was in for a fun night. I went to town sucking his beautiful cock. He slid his hand down my back and started playing with my pussy. He put one then two then three fingers in. He said he wanted to fuck me so I turned around. He slid his big cock in me. I get fucked a lot but it still took me a little while to get adjusted to him. I am loud when getting bred so I was moaning like a bitch. He just kept pounding away. He cam in me after about 5 minutes of heavy pounding. He pulled out and we lates in the couch spooning and talking. He said he knew I was a bottom because when he was in the bathroom he saw the douche under the sink. He bred me again that night. In the morning my cousin told me that she could hear me all night. Lol

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.

One of the perks of living in London is the constant influx of visitors from all over the world. I walk through Piccadilly all the time and the faces on my apps change hourly - which can't be said for where I live in Zone 2 - anyway, I'm a good citizen and feel a sense of duty in making sure the visiting boys go home with a little taste of English hospitality - it's good for my karma bank. A young Italian boy, mid-20s is in London for a job interview. Cute dark hair and dark eyes behind designer sunglasses, carefully crafted facial hair like a younger Johnny Depp. I'm sold and as I'm sending him a message he hits my inbox with an opening line. A quick exchange of photos and messages reveals a cute cock and flat stomach. He's eager to fuck and he's staying at The Rashbone Hotel, a short walk from where I'm tooling around for an hour between meetings. On horny days, I've been cleaning my hole before I leave the house - it makes me a much more comfortable as a slut. The inside pocket of my winter coat of has a secret stash of poppers, lube and a couple of condoms (because I like to cater to all tastes). He's busy revising for interviews and the conversation is stop/start. With a hardon, I head off to my next meeting and he apologises and explains that he's busy catching up with friends later. C'est la vie. One of the downsides of living in London is everyone has somewhere else to be. A few meetings and a catchup with a close friend later; I'm headed to the tube when I get a payout from the karma bank. ...He's just up the road... ...He's got thirty minutes... He tells me his room number and I'm there in five. Navigating the hotel lobby, up to the second floor and down the corridor to the far end. He opens the door to his hotel room on my approach. Already hard in his cute briefs and poplin dress shirt, the first thing I realise is how misleading his photos are; my Italian Johnny Depp is a little rounder in the face these days with a bit of a belly - who am I to judge - but it's not the only thing that's grown. As he asks me about my day he sits on the corner of his bed and whips out a meaty cock which is considerably larger than appeared in his photos. I forget about everything else and zone in on his cock. Sinking to my knees as I start to suck him, shucking off my clothes at the same time which seems to take him by surprise - perhaps he was just expecting me to drop my trousers. He tells me to get on the bed properly and as I re-position, I pull out my secret stash and hand it over. He drops the condoms to the floor without a second thought and starts lubing up his cock. "Turn over, I like it doggy-style" he informs me, "I fuck harder that way". I flip onto my knees and spread my hole and as I feel his thick bellend rub against my ass as he tries to work his way in. "You're so tight!" He exclaims. I'm surprised given the abuse my hole has taken lately, but pleased in equal measure as I reach for the poppers, knowing I'll need a them. After a little chemical assistance he slides right down to the hilt and I groan like an animal - it's been too long since I felt so full and I squeeze his cock as he begins to fuck me as hard as he can. He's quiet, focused on his orgasm and my cock springs to life as I realise my hole is just a utility for him to dump a load in. It feels so fucking good I think to myself, only to realise I'm moaning this out loud over and over again, tugging on my cock and periodically reaching between my thighs to stroke his balls which have drawn tight to his body - a sure sign he's getting close. "You ready for it?" He asks, but before I have time to answer, he unloads and for the first time i do feel it. He stops fucking me and I work his cock with my ass, bucking my hips against hiim - I can feel his cum sloshing around inside me and I love it. He slowly withdraws his cock and I slide my fingers into my ass to play with his load, a large pool of my own pre-cum now all over the bed. He tells me he has to go to a dinner and I quickly get dressed, before I leave he asks if he can breed me again the next day. As I walk back through the hotel lobby some fifteen minutes after I arrived, I catch the eye of the man behind the reception desk. As I take the Bakerloo line home, I'm constantly re-adjusting my hardon, enjoying the sensation of his hot Italian cum dripping from my freshly fucked ass. I jump on a few apps and see if I can find anybody else to add a second load, I'm surprised by how many seemingly good boys get turned on by my slutty behaviour, but a second fuck isn't on the cards tonight it seems. I go home and jerk off and realise I never got the Italian guy's name. - For all his aggressive fucking, I wish he'd been more verbal. I like to be called a slut and made to ask for his load, I wish he'd been more vocal as he was getting close or that I'd been on my back to watch because I love all the visual cue's of a guy's impending climax - seeing their pleasure is a surefire way to put me over the edge. With Brexit Day just 7 days away, I also wish that mine and my fellow European's ability to travel easily throughout Europe doesn't change. I would consider myself European as much as Brith and free movement across Europe, while fraught with challenges, is an incredible gift to those who take advantage of it - plus Italian and Spanish boys are a particular favourite.

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.

Not sure if this is for discussion or just a random story. Okay so lately I've discovered that my biggest turn on is getting barebacked anonymously. Just faceless profiles on Grindr or Fabguys, invite them round and have the door unlocked for when they arrive. I'm on the bed in jock and with a blackout hood on. I've had quite a bit of this lately and it's really addictive but the other night a guy came round and didn't say a single word, didn't even grunt or gasp, just came in, felt my hips and ass, pulled down his pants and started fucking me. When he unloaded in me he just pulled out, pulled his pants back up and walked out. This really fucking turned me on, it made me feel so used and slutty. So I'm thinking of ways to expand on the experience, I'm wondering if I should start wearing headphones and have music or something playing so that all I can acknowledge of the guy is his touch and the sensation of him fucking me. Is anyone else into this kinda sex? Any ideas on how to enhance it?

I love to practice fucking ass till he has an anal orgasm. Think it has to do with the connection you have with the guy. The couple guys that have anal orgasms are fuck buds and we know what gets each other off. I am always open to more buddies.

I grew up on a farm never knowing my father only my mother. We raised some crops to eat as we are vegetarians so no meat for us. We would go to town once or twice a year to pick up supplies, my Mother would not let me talk to others as she said they were evil people. We had no TV , Internet Telephone or a radio in the house. I was homeschooled by my mother with the few books we had. A few days after I turned 18 Mother became really sick, so all I could do is go down to the road and flag down a car for help as a state trooper stop then called the ambulance. While at the hospital a man came up to me and said he was my uncle on my father side and stood by me while I waited for news about my mother. I was told by my uncle that Mother was dead and I was to go with him. In the car we drove back to the farm so I could collect my things, but my uncle was really looking through my mothers papers. Once he found them he told me I will be getting new clothes where we are going so I won't need the rage I have. We drove for 2 days until we came to my uncles home, it was a big building and he said it was all his. Once inside there was this boy Jess who is about me age . Jess was naked and hairless except for the cage on his cock and the metal collar around his neck, Uncle kiss him and ask is everything is ready, yes uncle. Jess ask if I wanted a glass of juice, I said yes, as I drank it it tasted funny with a metallic taste but I was thirsty , a few minutes later I could barely stand, as uncle and Jess help me to the basement.

HOW LOW WILL I GO? (A Fiction/Fantasy Story) Chasing started as a natural progression once I began taking loads bare. Something inside of me just hungered. For cum. More and more cum. And then not just any cum but viral loads. After months of taking every load I could get up my ass, including several HVL’s from HIV poz fuckers, I got my last test results -still negative. What does it take? How far am I will to go to get what my body needs to satisfy this craving? How low will I go? I was walking home from work one day and passed a guy, much smaller stature than me. At first I just thought he was a little guy. But when I glanced at him just as he passed, I noticed that he wasn’t a small guy. He was wasting. This was the first time I had actually seen a man with FULL BLOWN AIDS in person -naïve, I know. The thought of it had always terrified me until I began chasing. Now, taking one look at him . . . something happened. Without even thinking about it, I found myself following him another block to a black door in between two businesses. I knew there was a sort of hidden bathhouse somewhere around here, but had never had the nerve to check into it. I had always heard that the most hardcore and nasty types of guys went there. And every disease available was floating around from guy to guy in that place. The stuff of nightmares for the younger me. Now? It was the stuff that was making my dick swell in my pants and my ass involuntarily yawn open. I need something in me now! I followed the wasting man down the dark stairs towards the glow of a room opening at the bottom, filled with the sounds of pulsing music and the grunts and groans of pure animal man sex. After he payed his entrance feel, he glanced over his shoulder and saw me. I don’t think he’d been aware of me following him, but his eyes showed some recognition when they locked on mine. “Did you turn around and follow me down here?” he asked, his voice surprisingly deep, raspy and sexy. The desk clerk took my money and went back to playing on his phone, not caring what we did from that point on. “I, uh, yeah, I guess I did,” I admitted. I followed him to the changing area and stowed my clothes, while we continued to talk. “Why?” he asked me. It wasn’t a suspicious question. He seemed sort of playful at the thought that I, normal looking, ‘regular’, healthy guy, would follow him into a seedy bathhouse. I decided to just bite the bullet and be brutally honest. Nothing to lose, right? “Well, to be honest, the first thing that went through my mind when I walked passed you and really saw you was ‘sex’. Now.” He laughed, but not at me. “You really want to have sex with me? Do you have any idea what is coursing through my blood right now?” I swallowed over my dry throat and looked him in the eyes. “Yes, I do.” “And you still want me to fuck you?” The giant bulge in his jock told me that he wanted to fuck me, too. “Yes.” “You realize that I will only fuck you bare. And I will not pull out. You will get all of my toxic AIDS seed in you. Is that really what you want?” “Fuck yes,” I growled. He smiled a very devilish smile and yanked me by the hand to follow him through a couple of doorways into another dark space. I could hear sex happening everywhere around us, and it only made me crave it so much more. In fact, it wasn't just the sounds. It was the smells. That intoxicating blend of sweat and cum that has always worked better than a bottle of poppers for me. My stomach was a jumble of nerves, and I was both scared and excited at the same time. I knew that I was crossing a line that I couldn’t uncross. But logic had flown right out the window and I was just doing what an animal does, following my hunger. After a few minutes in that room my eyes adjusted to the dark. I could see a few different pairs, in the midst of their sucking and fucking, lost in their own worlds of depravity. Suddenly I felt his fingers at my hole, testing to see how tight or loose I was. It was going to be a tight fit no matter what given the bat he had swinging between his legs. It looked almost wrong -such a tiny body with such a huge cock. I suppose if he was at a healthy weight it might not have looked so extreme. But it was his wasted look that had gotten my attention, anyway, so I didn’t care. He pushed me down onto a small padded bench, giving him a better height and access to my opening. I heard him pumping his dick to full mast with a lubed hand, and then he started pressing into me. I knew that this was not going to be slow or gentle, and he just kept pushing, forcing my hole to open and take him into me. He just kept pushing and pushing, and I swear that I could feel my inner lining splitting a little. That little thought and realization made my heart thump wildly in my chest. Am I really doing this? He made me bleed, I’m sure. There is no escaping his bugs now. The force and heat in my ass naturally took over, and I found myself shoving myself back hard onto his huge cock. “Fuck yeah, take it!” he yelled, slapping my ass hard. He stopped only for one second when I felt his bony hips flush against my round ass cheeks. And then he yanked himself back, almost all the way out, and the drove back into me. HARD. I couldn’t help but grunt and growl. I was giving into the animal, I might as well sound like one, too. There was nothing fancy going on, no switching positions or breaks. He just stood there and pounded my pighole over and over, for at least fifteen or twenty minutes. I was impressed with his stamina, not knowing what to expect with his frail looking condition. As his fucking got even harder and deeper, it felt like his cock was growing even bigger inside of me. And I knew that he was getting close to cumming. This is it, am I really going to let him cum in me? I could pull off right before, it’s not too late. He started growling, and then spoke for the first time since he’d penetrated me. “I’m getting close buddy. There’s no backing out now . . . you’re going to get my load.” Oh, fuck, I forgot that he made it clear he would not be pulling out. The tingling in my stomach met with the fire in my groin and ass and I knew there was no need to deny it. “Fucking give it to me!” I yelled, surprising myself at how loud I’d been. “Knock me up!” “You want it? You want my AIDS?” he asked. “I’m going to pump you full of my toxic seed. Fucking knock you up with my AIDS babies.” “You got a neg ass there?” I heard one of the other guys ask. “Yup,” my fucker replied. Getting as loud and vocal as we’d gotten, I shouldn’t have been surprised that we attracted an audience. And they had all stopped their own messing around to watch me get impregnated. Knowing all eyes were on me taking this stranger’s dirty seed seemed to make something snap inside of me and I felt like a true cumwhore. Now all of the guys were yelling at us, at him, to get me pregnant, to trash my hole, to pound me and rip me up. And I was really getting into it, shoving back hard to feel every inch of him in me. My hole felt gaping, sloppy and wet, slick with my own ass juices, his natural lube and my blood. Finally he growled through clenched teeth, gripped my hips so hard it hurt as he impaled me balls deep as he emptied his balls into me. “That’s it, take it you fucking whore,” he finally panted as his cock began to soften after a few minutes. I looked over my shoulder at him and smiled. He smiled back and said, "You must be a fucking whore to follow a guy you don't know, who is full of AIDS, and beg him to breed you." He slapped my ass one last time and let his cock fall from my hole. So there I was, naked, on my hands and knees on a little padded bench, in a room filled with strangers, panting and covered in sweat, with a butt full of toxic high viral cum from a FULL BLOWN AIDS fucker. And I felt happy. And I wanted more . . .

My brother ask me to write this after reading some of the stories here so this is my first time writing.

That's a pretty good description of me when I was younger. At that time, I was exclusively "top", however everything I did was for the benefit of the "bottom". I'd kiss, suck, rim, fuck, based on what I sensed my bed buddy desired. I wanted to give him pleasure and would always make him cum before I let myself cum. (I'd actually get annoyed if he tried to make me cum first.) Now, I'm (almost) exclusively "bottom", however my attitude and desire to please remains unchanged.

I have an average size dick but can shoot multiple times. When I am close I really pound that ass. I have a couple bottom buds that have anal orgasms as I'm pounding. I hit the prostate just right and boom. I feel the spasms and it triggers my orgasm and I'm shooting more inside. I love it.

I love to cum several times till my balls are empty!

This is my understanding as well (having read a number of reputable sources on the topic). There's something about Truvada-resistance that means that people don't stay Truvada-resistant for long. My guess is that the mutation isn't stable and it mutates to something else that's not Truvada-resistant. Or it's a weaker strain that loses out to non-Truvada-resistant strains when it encounters them. The fact that Truvada-resistant strains are rare and/or weak is one of the reasons why Truvada was chosen for PrEP. Now, as to the question about are we on the brink of another apocalypse… IMHO, yes, in so many ways. But it's not a uniquely gay thing. I really think kids today will see millions of people die in their lifetimes from the effects of climate change. All the evidence points to something close to a mass extinction of humans in the next few hundred years. As far as something like another AIDS crisis – I don't think it will be because PrEP fails. Antibiotic-resistant STDs are the most likely candidate for the next big thing since there are already cases of it happening. But what made HIV/AIDS unique was HIV's long incubation period. In other words HIV had spread widely by the time anyone realized it was happening in 1981. That's not the case with antibiotic-resistant STDs. People know about them pretty quickly. They affect a few people and can generally be isolated. So I'm guessing the worst case is a sex party with hundreds of guys, and a big majority of them die, as well as a big majority of the people they had sex with the days after the party. That's horrible, but it's hundreds of people, not thousands or millions. That said, yes, something completely new could appear (like HIV did). But worrying about that is living your life in fear – which is generally a really bad idea.

IMHO this is about submission. Your dom doesn't want you on PrEP. So if you're a total sub you'll do as he says. Take the extreme case – what if he wanted you off PrEP so he could infect you – how would that make you feel? Would you feel betrayed and abused, or would you feel more connected to him? This is really about your limits of submission. If the possible consequences are OK with you, then do what your dom tells you to do.

Due to my new contract work, being in the mood to douche completely after work and then making it to a local bathhouse has been a bit difficult the last few weeks. But today was my day off and I hit the gym and decided, hell why not, to have my Scruff app on while at this new gym not too far from home. I was very surprised as I had a few pings from some young guys, because in the past Scruff has provided only a few encounters. One young man (of Persian heritage) decided to message me. He was saving a huge load from/of a few days' worth and needed to cum. I was close by, doing errands after gym. He said he wanted to me. Age was not a factor; he does love older men. I met him at his building but cars were driving into the parking lot at the end of the work day. He guided me to a secluded carpark nearby. I took my winter coat off and got to work on his young cut cock. His cock was at full mast within a few seconds. I got down to taking his long, thick cock in my mouth to the sounds of his gentle moaning. It didn't take long for him to blast down my throat. He DID have a big, beautiful, salty load for me. I lovingly cleaned off his cock, and he wanted to kiss me still with his cumload on my lips and goatee. I wanted him to taste his load on my lips. He told me it was HOT. Short, but sweet, and salty too! He told he was up for repeat sessions. I added him to my Scruff favorites! My Scruff will be on more often when I go to my gym from now on! OINK, pigbros!

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.

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.

I do love a hard, horny south asian man's dick fucking and seeding my thirsty cunt.

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.

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.”

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.

That is so hot! I've been fucked by a random while wearing headphones listening to some hypno vid, and it was amazing! I may have to do it again with the blindfold now

MAL was a lot of fun and being under 21 and wearing that special wrist band was a problem. I was getting hit on when ever I was alone some I did not mind. Can’t wait till I’m 21.

That's me. My nipples have ALWAYS been that way, since I was a kid, and I've been a butthole pleasure pig since I was a teen. So you're not alone.

Zone LA Sunday evening. Hottest sex I've had in a long while, changing my opinion of this place. I took 6 loads in under 90 minutes and nobody tried to use a condom, which is not my past experience there - though it's been a while. Load 1 - within five minutes of arrival - hot ,muscular middle eastern guy, 8" tick cut cock (larger than I expected 😲), mid to late 30s. I walked up the stairs near the glory hole booths on the first level and he was standing alone near the top. Brief eye contact, mutual interest, we stepped into nearest booth and closed the door. Sucked him for a few minute then stood up and bent over. He forced in, balls deep with just a little spit and a few thrusts. It was a painful start but I told him to keep going and I was fine within a minute or two. He fucked me pretty aggressively for about 3-5 minutes with a few awkward stops and starts then pulled out. I asked him to give me his load and he said "I did". I reached around and felt a gob of cum on my hole. No other words were exchanged. Load 2 - I stayed on the top level and a hot latin guy, late 20s, almost immediately grabbed me and took me to the back corner of the top level of the glory hole arcade in the middle. You know that really dark area. I have no idea where he came from but suspect he was loitering around the booth I was getting fucked in and wanted to be next. He stuck is tongue down my throat and my hand went down his pants. I felt a semi hard very meaty uncut cock. He turned me around and bent me over and licked my ass which certainly gave him a big taste of the load that had been in me for less than a minute. He stood up, now fully hard and very hung and pushed in. His uncut cock felt so nice after the first fuck. This guy clearly wanted to cum because he fucked hard from the start and i could feel and hear him building up the whole time. He was a very experienced top who knew how to fuck and every action was for his pleasure. He stayed inserted right to his balls the whole time but managed to use every millimeter of his foreskin to have full thrusts, resulting in an amazing feeling for me. He also assertively postponed me to exactly the angle he wanted. He fucked me for a little under 10 minutes until he mound and blasted inside me. We'd formed quite a crowd by that point and I don't think he liked that because he ran away quick. He shot a massive load which was running down my leg. I stuck around for a second to see if mister next was there but I didn't like my options. Can't decide if this or No. 6 below was the best of the night. Load 3 - Went back downstairs, to the glory hole arcade and walked around for a few minutes. A shy, thin white guy, maybe early 40s gave me a smile and stepped in a booth. I entered the booth next to him and he stuck his cock through the hole. Nice size cock but not as big as the first two. Sucked him for a few minutes, he signaled for my cock which I let him suck for a few minutes (he gave great head). He stopped sucking signaling it was my turn again and I decided to offer my ass. I thought that would scare him away but, to my surprise, I felt his cock at my hole. He slid in, fucked for a few minutes and gave me his load. Load 4 - Went to dark room (not pitch black) on the first floor. Big crowd, one hot young guy fucking another hot young guy in back corner. Lots of on lookers, I did a lap to avoid the frenzy. Went back to that area, hot guys were gone crowd was dissipating. Fit white guy mid to late 40s was standing with his average cock out, rock card. I sucked him for a bit and decided to try my luck again. Stood up turned around and he slid right in. He pumped my hole for a few minutes, gave his load and we went our own ways. Load 5 - I went up to the mid level to chill for a moment as I was slightly light headed from poppers. Went into glory hole boot with a bench. Nobody else was around. Next thing I know a cock comes through one of the holes. Another large uncut cock, very curved white with a pink head. European looking based on past experience. Maybe German. I didn't even suck him. Just pulled down my pants and backed up. Right in he went. I was leaking a lot of cum as he fucked me and this was the longest fuck of the evening. He eventually came and I never saw him. Load 6 - I was actually heading for the exit when I saw a hot guys, mid 30s, soft muscly with a little meat and hairy. Not an Otter. Also not a Bear. I decided to see if he was interested and initially got the impression he was not. I decided to do another lap and bumped into him a few minutes later upstairs. He was talking to a tattooed latin guy but disengaged and looked at me. I initiated chit chat and asked if he wanted to play. He indicated that he wanted to bottom and I indicated I'd top him (since I was leaving). The latino guy had sad puppy look and followed us to the cubicle. He was sexy and the cubicle wasn't so small so I suggested that we let him join. Muscle guy stripped and had a nice beefy very furry ass and nice uncut cock. I was instantly rock hard. Latin guy also had a nice uncut cock and was ripped when he took his shirt off. Latin guy was a top so hairy guy and iI swapped back and forth between middle position and bottom. We were all the same height (tall) so this setup actually worked. On my second go in the middle with latin guys cock up my ass and mine balls deep in the hairy guy's hole, I had no control. I was in popper ecstasy getting pleasure on both ends and they were fully controlling the motion. I exploded in the hairy guys ass but they kept going and I came a second time a minute or two later. I was spent and the latin guy pulled out of my very cummy hole and pounded the hairy guy for a few more minutes before giving up his load. Hairy guy then asked I i could take his cock after shooting my load and I agreed. He was right on the edge and came almost immediately after sliding in my hole. There were still guys coming in when I left and I'm sure I could have gotten more action. However, I was very satisfied and decided to leave on a high note.

Sketchy sex BREED MY HOLE [think before following links] https://sketchysex.com/episode/breed_my_hole

Looking back, I wish I had never heard about Craigslist. Or thAt Craigslist had policed their personal ads better. Or done away with them much, much earlier than they did. But They didn’t, and now I have to live with the consequences, however long that may be. There was a time when I didn’t really know about Craigslist personals. I used manhunt and adam4adam like a regular, horny gay guy. I also used scruff and Grindr, but those only ever seemed to work if I was out of town. But manhunt and A4A were iffy at best at producing a decent lay, and getting worse. That’s when I heard people talking about Craigslist. It started off as people laughing and talking about “sleazy Craigslist hookups”— like it was a joke. Only the dirtiest of people would post ads and connect that way. People talked about posts they had seen (or heard about) where guys were looking for really off the beaten path kink stuff. Like scat, or diaper play, or rape scenes. It was like the “dirty bookstore” of gay hookups, guys may do it, but didn’t want to be caught using it. Anyway, the seed had been planted (pun intended) and I found myself thinking about it more and more often. Especially as my one regular now had a boyfriend and was not available. And as I said before, manhunt and A4A seemed to be full of flakes. So one weekend night I found myself opening up the personal section and scrolling through to see what kind of trouble was out there. What I discovered was that most of the ads were pretty benign. Just guys looking for a quick hookup. Usually something anonymous with no strings. Which all sounded just fine to me. Now I did find a couple ads looking for stuff I considered beyond the pale, which I quickly skipped over. And then I discovered one ad that caught my eye. I really should have skipped it too, but I was intrigued. This is how the ad read: “PREGNANCY BY THE SPERMINATOR: Is your biological clock ticking? Are you looking to get knocked up? If so, my dick will get the job done. 100% pregnancy track record, usually on the first try. My baby batter is planted so deep, my DNA is guaranteed to take. Serious inquiries only. And no, I ain’t sending a pic of my cuntwrecker- just know it is Guinness Record big and will be the biggest you’ll ever take. Hit me up with a pic and digits in the first email.” There was only one pic with the ad. It was a gritty picture of an egg with sperm surrounding it, like you would see in a textbook or in a biology film. Only superimposed over the egg was the biohazard symbol. Now I wasn’t dumb, I’d been around enough to know the biohazard thing meant HIV positive. And the ad was in the gay men section of the ads so there wasn’t much mistaking what the ad was for. The guy was advertising converting guys into being HIV positive. On purpose. The ad disgusted me. Who would deliberately infect someone? But even worse, his ad was asking for guys who were actively seeking HIV infection? Who does that? Surely there weren’t guys out there that did this, were there? I skipped the ad that night and ended up emailing a top guy who was looking for a dark room pump n dump. He responded, saying he wanted to just walk in and find me on all fours ready to take cock. No talking. 30 minutes later, I was taking a 7” or raw dick, with only the flicker of porn to illuminate the room. I never saw the guys face. Only his nutload the next morning. After my first success, I went back to the Craigslist well again the next day. As I was perusing the ads, I found myself looking for the Sperminator ad. I couldn’t find it- it had probably been reported and removed. I’m not sure why I was fixated on this ad- the concept was revolting. But it also made my dick twinge a little, and I wasn’t sure why. Perhaps I was just intrigued by the description of the guy’s cock. Who knows? Even if the Sperminator ad wasn’t there, there were plenty of others. And that next day I found a couple other ads that sounded good and hit them up. That night I managed to get two more loads, one from a married DL guy and one from a hung, uncut hispanic just getting off work. Craigslist was really working for me! Over the next few months, I would find myself going to Craigslist when I was horny, and I’d usually find some cock. I was noticing a lot of similar and/or repeat ads with the same cock pics. A couple even from guys who had fucked me- and I’d often get repeat cumloads that way. It was in this way I stumbled on the Sperminator ad again. Same heading. Same text. Same pic. And again I was upset by it— and oddly turned on. But sure as hell I wasn’t gonna hit up the ad as I wasn’t one of those, twisted, fucked up “bug chasers”. Fuck that. Although as I scrolled through the ads looking for my next fuck, I started taking stock of whAt I was doing. I was having anonymous, Craigslist hookups and letting these random men fuck me unprotected and cum inside me. And to be honest, what did I know about these guys, really? I was negative but I never really asked about the status of the guys fucking me. Some of them could be positive and just not telling me. But guys wouldn’t do that, would they? Thoughts like this would inevitably quench my sex drive for awhile, until my ass would get the itch again and I’d jump back on good ol Craigslist and hunt down a load or three. About this time I started dabbling with posting my own ads. I had a killer ass pic that seemed to attract the tops. This ad helped me pull in a LOT of cock. But, as all good things do, Craigslist started becoming more hit and miss for me- more often than not a miss. And I started going longer and longer between fucks, and it was driving me crazy. And as we all know, horny and desperate leads to bad decision making. After one particularly crazy month of no sex due to family drama, work, and other extracurricular activities, I finally had a free weekend and I was climbing the walls. I needed sex in the worst way and goddamn it, I was gonna find some. So I jumped on Craigslist and started scrolling... and that’s when I saw it. The Sperminator as was back up. And I opened it found myself reading and rereading it. Why was I even entertaining the thought of this? And why was my dick straining against my sweats at the thought of a cuntwrecker of world record size? I closed the ad and kept scrolling. I found about 8 other ads that intrigued me enough that I sent them messages. After an hour And a half I had zero responses. And it was getting late. Fuck. I needed Dick in me or I wouldn’t be able to sleep. I was literally going out of my mind. Which is my only explanation for why I scrolled back to the Sperminator ad... and answered it. I sent him two pics— a face pic and my ass pic that seemed to get me laid. And I sent my phone number as requested. After I hit send my stomach was in knots. What did I just do? I rationalized it to myself by telling myself that he probably wouldn’t even message me. And even if he did I was under no obligation to respond. I could even block his number if I wanted. All of which would be moot because I was sure he wouldn’t... My phone chimed at me. I had a text. I opened the text window. Random local number text. All it said was “sup”. Fuck, what do I do now? I could ignore. But my stomach had that anxious feeling and my cock was throbbing in anticipation. What to do what to do?? I took a breath and texted back. Me: my ass. For cock Him: I see that. Nice ass. seen ur ads before. Thought about hittin it 4 awhile Me: glad you like. I’m kinda nervous tho. You sound huge Him: it is huge. U gon walk funny 4 days Me: lol that’s what scares me Him: u hit me up, u must want a baby Me: that also scared me Him: u wastin my time? U saw my ad. I knock bitches like u up for fun. U never forget this Dick. Him: U want or no? I waited and debated. And in the end, I texted back. Me: yes. Him: addy? I typed in my address, parking and entry instructions. And I hit send. Him: coo. See you in 20. Have that ass deep cleaned My god. What the fuck did I just do? What was I thinking? And hell, I better fucking check my prep work to make sure I am fully cleaned out. The next 20 minutes went by in a blur. My ass was fully prepped. I prelubed the hell out of my hole and I cracked open some fresh poppers. Just as I was dimming lights and getting the porn on, my phone buzzed. He was at my building entrance— and I was freaking out. I buzzed him in anyway. There were 30 tense seconds, and then there was a knock at my door. And there I was, at the rubicon. Was I going to do this— like for real do this? I opened the door and invited him in. The Sperminator was tall. Really tall. Like pro basketball tall. Probably 6’8”? And he was black. And he was handsome. Scruffy beard. Short dreads with blonde tips. A visible neck tattoo peaking out the top of his shirt. Biggest feet I’ve ever seen on a human— the Nike’s were enormous. I locked the door and led him to the living room. He took off his jacket and sat down. I asked if he needed anything to drink. He asked if I had beer— I did. I got two and joined him in the couch. “You’re really nervous,” he said. “Well yeah. I’m honestly not sure why I answered the ad, and I’m second guessing everything.” “Something about it must have got your juices flowing. You must secretly want that ass knocked up,” he smirked. “I don’t think I do— at least I never thought about it that way. I mean, I get off on taking raw cock and cum, but never thought about it much beyond that,” I confided. “Then why am I here dude? You know what I do and you answered my ad.” He stood up to leave. “Cuz I’m a whore for big cock and I think I’ll go crazy if I don’t get fucked and bred tonight!” I stated. “Well, I got big cock,” he said, and he swished his hips back and forth. He was wearing grey sweats and what swung back and forth below the fabric looked positively monstrous. “He sniffin our that pussy and he getting excited,” he said. And his rising cock started pressing into the leg fabric. I set my beer down and got on my knees in front of him. “Can I see it?” I asked. He nodded and I reached up and slowly pulled down his sweatpants. I had to pull his sweats almost down to his knees before his cock sprang free. Yes, you read that right. His cock nearly stretched to his knee! When it popped free, I just sat back on my heels and marveled. It was simply fucking huge. “Told ya,” he said. “You like? That pussy quiverin?” “Hoh. Lee. Fuck.” I finally breathed. “It is easily the biggest cock I’ve ever seen. Porn or real life”. For my own edification, I cupped his balls and laid his cock along my arm. It went past my goddamn elbow. And it was torpedo shaped. The middle of it was fat— fat like my forearm fat. I mean, the whole thing was fat, but the middle was ridiculous. And I don’t think he was even fully hard yet. “Now that he up, he ain’t satisfied til he breed a pussy,” he told me. “So I hope you’re ready.” I sucked the the tip and as much of him into my mouth. Bottomed out in my mouth, i wasn’t even 1/3 of the way down his dick. Just feeling his head flex in my mouth and feeling that massive, heavy member was making my own dick leak. I tried sucking him a bit longer before I gave up and pulled off him. “Since I can’t even begin to suck this thing, let’s hope my ass is ready for this cuntwrecker. My ass was definitely not ready. We went to my bedroom and got naked. He laid down on my bed. “Here, imma do you a favor and let you sit on it. Normally I just take the pussy, but tonight I’m feeling generous.” So I lubed him liberally, straddled him, positioned his head at my hole, and hit the poppers hard. I still could have stopped. Said no. Made him leave. But that massive cock was beckoning me. I needed to try it, if anything just to say I did it. I wanted the story. And I wanted to know what that much cock felt like inside my body. So without another thought (and with a good popper rush going) I started to sink down onto his dick. I did not make it far. I got hung up at that thick middle portion. My ass was feeling full and I wasn’t even halfway onto him. I slow bounced up and down to try to get that thick portion in, but no dice. I pulled off and relubed us both, took more poppers, and tried again. And again I got stuck halfway at the thick part. He must have been at least 7” in diameter there. Or more. My fingers never came close to touching around it. “I don’t know if I can get you in,” I panted. “Sure you can, that pussy good and deep,” he said. I felt his hands move to my hips and then he sharply thrust up into me while pulling down on my hips. I howled in pain. I’m sure my neighbors thought I was being murdered, and I guess technically speaking, I was. He just tore my sphincter in one thrust and I nearly blacked out. My vision fuzzed our to blackness and I saw stars. And the pain made me feel nauseous. “There you go, baby,” he said. “Told you I’d fit— and make you walk funny for days.” And the irony was he wasn’t even fully in yet. His thick part was, but there was probably still 3 or 4 more inches of him to go. Thankfully he stayed still while my ass did it’s best to adjust to his massive size. I gulped great quantities of air in order to relax. And I hit the poppers again. Slowly I up and downed onto his cock and I could feel his head at my second ring. And then popped through and was beyond my second ring— and still going. And that’s when my eyes rolled back in my head. I’d never felt anything like it before. The biggest cock I’d previous had was probably a true 8.5”. It was enough to smash into my second ring and hurt. And eventually with some maneuvering his head went in. But it was uncomfortable. This cock was closer to 13”. And was sublime. The pleasure created by his cock rearranging my intestines and slipping well into my second ring was mind blowing. It was making me forget the pain at my hole. I hit the poppers and started to ride him in earnest as I could NOT get enough of that feeling. I rode him and worked myself into a lather. I was sweating bullets from the effort of taking something so massive into my body. And my dick was rock hard and leaking Precum onto his belly. I was in heaven. Or so I thought. “Ok, that’s enough of a free ride. Time for me to deep dick this pussy right,” he informed me. He lifted up on my hips and I slowly extricated his cock from my ass. It felt like it took a minute to fully pull out of me. The tug outward on my ass as the thick part pulled out was intense as hell. And thankfully I had indeed prepped adequately. He commented on this and was impressed. He got me on all fours at the edge of the bed (thankfully my bed was tall) and he stood up behind me. I asked him to put a bit more lube on (he did) and I took a good snootful of poppers. He positioned himself at my hole and said, “Get ready- cuz we ain’t stoppin til I put a baby in you.” And then he shoved in. The pleasure pain of it was exquisite. The thick part still hurt like fuck going in, but not like before. And he buried himself in me in one stroke and ache as he went into my second ring took my breath away. I screwed the poppers to my nose and prepared for his onslaught. It was borderline brutal. Once he was in, he set up to pistoning my guts with shorter deep thrusts. Making my second ring jack his head and shaft. And then every so often he’d do a long, slow, pullout— pause— then shove back in hard until his pelvis slapped my ass. I moaned and grunted with every hard thrust. The short strokes made me keen in delight. At some point my body gave in to his cock and he sensed it. It was like my ass stopped fighting and finally relaxed. When that happened, it was like I was transported to a different dimension. The pleasure. The deep deep pleasure was transcendent. It was like my whole body was on the edge of a sneeze and vibrating. When we reached this point, he started pulling his cock all the way out of me and then slamming it back in to the hilt. Again and again and again. I think I was either moaning or saying “oh fuck” with every thrust. I honestly don’t recall exactly. My vision was red from the poppers and I was almost having an out of body experience. “You ready to get pregnant, bitch?” He asked? “Fuck yes!! Knock me up deep!” I cried. He buried himself deep and did a series of quick, short thrusts. And then he grabbed my hips hard (enough to leave finger shaped bruises) and did one final wickedly hard thrust that he kept buried as deep as he could. I felt his massive member throb deep inside me. Deeper inside me than any man had ever been. It throbbed again. And again. And again. Six seven eight times. Or more. We stayed welded together until he stopped spurting and his dick started softening. Part of me was glad the fuck was over. My ass needed a break from the pain aspect. But the full feeling in my ass was so nice I didn’t want him to pull out. But eventually he did, but not before telling me to tighten my hole and squeegee every drop of seed out of his cock. I collapsed onto the bed and into a huge wet spot. Apparently he’d fucked the cum out of me, but I was so out of it, I didn’t realize when I had cum. As he cleaned himself up in my bathroom he complimented me on my ass and my ability to take his cock. “Most guys cry,” he said matter of factly. As I walked him to the door he said, “Now you read my ad, right? 100% pregnancy guarantee. If you don’t get it this time, I’ll come back til you do. I got a rep to protect. You just let me know.” He had to come back two more times before my pregnancy test came back positive.

So this happened at the Westide Club (bathhouse) in NYC. I was there looking to score a hot load up my cunt. But there was the usual dearth of fuckers on hand. So I ended up in a couple of small scenes. And when I finally concluded that I was not gonna get dicked, I stumbled over a very sweet piece of ass that actually excited me. He was laying ass up, door open, in his room. I slipped into the room and then slipped into him. He had a VERY nice cunt on him. The boy was a talented submissive bottom. I worked him nice and rough. Had him calling me Daddy, begging for my cock - the usual stuff boys like. I longdicked his pussy real nice and soon enough rewarded him with a fresh hot load. As I got off him, collecting my towel & keys, he turned over to reveal a MASSIVE cock. I’m talking 9 inches minimum, thick as your wrist, and ROCK HARD. ”FUCKING HELL?!” I exclaimed. He feigned shyness as said “Thank you, Daddy”, while opening the door; signaling me to go. “Oh, hell no”, I said as I shut the door and pushed him back down, face up on the bed this time. “What are you doing?”, he asked. “I’m not done with you, boy...I’m taking that cock”. ”Oh, I don’t top - thanks tho...” he began. A wicked grin crossed my face. “Because you’re a sub right...Daddy’s boy?”, I asked, moving in close to him - he nodded nervously in reply. “Well then, boy, think of this as Daddy fucking your cock with his cunt. Because that is exactly what I am going to do.” I straddled him, put a generous amount of lube on his turgid tool, took a helluva deep hit of poppers and proceeded to sit on his cock. It sank into me in one continuous, steady motion. I sat there, impaled - letting my cunt embrace the glory of a truly epic cock. “Please...”, he whined. I startled him up with a light slap. “Shut up, boy!”, I barked. “It’s Daddy’s turn to enjoy the ride”. And with that, I began cowboy riding that massive tool. He just lay there; eyes shut, jaw slack, head turned. I didn’t mind doing all the work. Hell, I end up doing most of the work when I bottom anyway. I absolutely devoured that fuckrod with my cunt until he delivered his reluctant load into me with a breathy whimper. “Now I’m done”, I exclaimed as I stood up from the monster on which I had impaled myself. “Aren’t you gonna say ‘Thank you, Daddy’?”, I asked for good measure. “Thank you, daddy”, he whispered followed by a hard swallow - unable to look at me. I laughed wickedly as I walked out towards the showers.

My bf turn me from a top to a btm when we met. Never thought i be a btm, but crave it after few weeks, now i have anal orgasms being fucked. My hole spasms , gripps and milks- and i cum . I also noticed when i have big shits it dripps cum from my cock- am i alone? Guess i’m a true btm- my nipples Wired when worked i can cum. Others have these things happen) ?

I'd tell him I'm on my meds and I don't plan to be off them anytime soon. At this point in my life, I don't think it's my place to tell people what to do with their bodies and their life. If they want to catch HIV, despite the downsides, then they can go ahead and learn about it themselves.

"Bare" means sex without a condom. "Raw" means sex that is rough, uninhibited, and/or unconventional. Neither term has anything to do with taking PREP. Taking meds does not, as you say, "protect you from the person"; it protects you from a deadly infection. Keep in mind that it is difficult to have any kind of sex if you are dead. Taking PREP gives you more freedom to have more "bare, raw" sex with more people for a longer time, and protects you from the mental, emotional, physical, and financial stress of a life-altering illness.

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.

You are wrong. As several members above have already explained, “Raw” in the generally understood sexual context refers to coitus without a physical barrier - i.e., bare flesh on bare flesh. Your confusion lies in the attempt to apply a term used for a general sexual practice to your particular fetish, bugchasing. Unfortunately, you don’t get to redefine the common lexicon everyone uses to understand each other simply to accommodate your personal tastes. If you don’t believe “raw” properly describes fucking with sensible safeguards to stop the advance of the Enemy Virus, then you’ll just have to coin a term of your own that means “intentionally unsafe fucking”. And then preferably tattoo it on your forehead so those of us who care about our health know to avoid having sex with you.

Oh, Lord, absolutely don’t do it at your home! Doing that in a hotel room is dicey enough, but in your home you’re just begging guys to come in and case the place for burglary - or for sexual assault when you aren’t ready for it. Definitely try the sauna route. I have to say, I wish I could rock a “Cum In Me Bro” tank top the way you do... 😉

My Dom does

Exactly! The irony is that the tops think they're just using us but really we just want the sensation of their cocks fucking us and then that warm cum in our holes, once they've given us that they can get off, get out, and let the next spermdonor in 😈

I too have anal orgasms. I always have. I don’t always have them though. It depends on my top. Just like any pussy he has to work it for it to orgasm. I can also give them to myself with toys sometimes. For me it has nothing to do with a mans size but rather how he breeds me.

Watching guys make eye contact and hold it as they fuck can be incredibly hot. I'm also a huge fan of really good audio, where you can hear the breathing, the grunts (not exaggerated scripted ones, just the natural guttural noises men enjoying their fuck make), the moans, the sounds of flesh on flesh... If it's really good, I can get hard as a rock even with a video where the image is so dark I can hardly see anything.

It’s been quite a while since I’m married and don’t get fucked near as often as I would like, but the last time I went to my usual tops place in Sw Minnesota, he had a friend that wanted to fuck me to but he couldn’t stay hard from blood thinners he was on. I was very disappointed but then my usual top laid me on my back and fucked me hard with his thick cock. Soon my small locked caged cock was shooting cum from my anal orgasm. He pulled out and used his cock head to scrape my cum down to my hole and started fucking me with my cum. I’m very tight so after my orgasm resided I could really feel that thick cock pounding me, he flipped me over and continued to pound me until he shot his load deep inside me, drove the hour home with it me.

can't wait to do it again and again!

Damn great spin-off! Thanks for continuing the story.

LOVE all the smells and taste a man's body produces. The riper, stinkier, raunchier the better. Such a pleasure, peeling down an man's pants finding him in a ripe sweaty pissy cum stained jock or briefs with skids. Want to lick every inch of him getting his stench all over my face and up in my goatee, followed by a hot make out session. PIG Brother and I do that all the time. Have a few regulars that know how I like them to smell, they never disappoint. HATE licking some ones pits getting the taste of deodorant all over my tongue or burying my face in man's ass, smelling and tasting soap.

You’re sexy af stud! Hope you’ve spread that gift

Part 2 *** Sorry this took so long to post guys! I hope you enjoy!!*** The sound of my phone ringing woke me from a dead sleep. Eyes still closed I grabbed it and saw that Jack was calling and had tried calling me multiple times. I shook my head a few times to clear the fog and answered. My throat was dry as hell and my voice sounded raspy. "Morning babe. Sorry I missed your calls. I had a few too many glasses of wine last night haha." "Awww, I'm sorry babe. I'm slightly hungover as well. Dane and I were with new clients and they decided that we should open up some 20 year old bourbon..." "Oh wow! that must've been amaz..." Before I could finish I felt the bed move and looked over my shoulder. I was looking a burly naked ginger bear sleeping on my husbands pillow. "uhh, can I call you back? I think I'm going to vomit!" I quickly hung up before Jack could answer. As I sat my phone down on the nightstand the previous nights events rolled back into my mind. I had cheated on my husband with another married bear. We had unprotected sex, and he was poz. What did I do? As I was processing everything, the man started to stir. We made eye contact and that caused more and more details to flood my mind. The feeling of his raw cock, him on top of me, him flooding my ass with cum, everything that I wanted, I got last night. I must've had a look on my face because the man let out a deep chuckle and started to talk. "You look like you don't remember much from last son. Don't you remember begging daddy to put a load deep in your cheating ass?" He threw me a devilish smile and winked. I could feel myself melt and he could tell I was in his clutches. "Why don't you come over and cuddle daddy some. We can talk about what happened last night." My body took over and I slowly pressed against the ginger bear in my bed. As he told me more and more about what happened last night I quickly became aroused. My hands instantly went to hide my growing erection. "Son, don't hide that. I'm hard too. Feel the cock that knocked you up in the bed you share with your man." He grabbed my hand and held it against his hardening shaft. "See how much you turn daddy on? Feel that precum slowly leaking out?" I felt his precum on my hands and instinctively took it to my lips. "Good boy... But don't you know that my precum is made to go in your hole? Daddy loves to work it into a hairy cub ass like yours." My hole started to twitch with hunger. "Uhh...daddy....are you really poz?" My voice was shaking as I asked him this important question. I felt his hand reach down to his cock, and the next thing I knew he was pressing his precum into my ass. "Son, yes I am. Are you ok with this?" I felt him work his finger in deeper and deeper. Deep down I was in shock, but at the surface I was a horny cub getting fingered by a toxic daddy. "I know that it can be scary the first time you take a poz load," he said as he stroke my prostate. "Once you take the first one you'll start to crave another." He slowly moved towards me and started to kiss me. His tongue darted into my mouth at the same time he added another finger to my ass. My body shook with pleasure, as he worked more precum into my opening hole. With each stroke he got closer and closer to me craving his cock. "Does cubby want daddy to show him what a second poz load feels like?" All I could was moan and grind my ass onto his fingers. Daddy must've sensed what I wanted because he quickly grabbed the poppers from the nightstand and held them to my nose. "Take a few hits son. Let that piggy cub come back out. Show daddy that you need him to knock you up." The poppers hit me hard and I melted into daddy's hairy chest. "Fuck...me....dad." I said between my popper induced deep breaths. Daddy didn't need any invitation. He swiftly got me on my back, legs up in the air, his dripping cock rubbing my hole. Before I knew what was happening I felt the poppers back under my nose. "Now, son, I want you to take five deep hits. I want to feel your hole opening as I slide my cock into your ass. I want you to think about all the times your husband didn't fuck you and how daddy will fuck you whenever you want." As I took each big hit, I felt daddy slowly slide into my unprotected hole. All of my inhibitions went out the door as I accepted a poz cock. "Good boy....Daddy is going to pump his cum deep in you. Daddy wants to make you just like him." By the time I took my last hit, daddy was thrusting my ass as hard as he could. He had a look of pure sexual lust on his face. His body was glistening with sweat and his cock was getting harder and harder. "Baby boy, your cheating hole feels so good gripping my cock. Who's cock is better? Mine or your husband? Tell me son, tell me." His cock was balls deep in me when he looked right in my eyes and shouted, "son, tell me that I fuck you better then your husband!" his eyes rolled back and he started too slam my ass harder. "Your cock is better dad! Its thicker, and better than my mans small cock!!" I screamed this as I grabbed his back with my legs trying to get him deeper in my ass. "You can give me things he cant! Fuck me daddy. Take my cheating ass and fucking poz me up!!" The poppers had turned me into the cheating pig that was discovered last night. Daddy could sense this and with his free hand he started to choke my throat. The moment he closed my windpipe down I started to cum. "Yeah, you little pig! Shoot that neg cum!!! Grrrr, your ass is pulsating!" My orgasm lasted for what felt like 20 minutes. The moment I felt it start to slow I locked eyes with my ginger bear. "Fuck son. Daddys cumming! Daddys knocking up your cheating ass right.....right....right now!" He let out a wild grunt and scream as I felt his dick pulsate in my ass. His dick was as deep as it could go and it felt like he was unloading a gallon of toxic jizz. I was in heaven and in hell at the same time. Before I could say anything daddy fell on top of me and started to kiss me again and in between kisses he said, "Than you son for letting me take your poz virginity. Thank you for letting me show you how sex should be. You ass is mine now." The weight of his body mixed with my load was one of the most erotic feelings I've ever experienced. Twenty minutes passed before he got off of me. We both got out of bed and admired the messy sheets. The combination of cum, sweat and blood from my ass made my dick twitch, as well as made my mind race. I now had two huge poz loads deep in my guts. I had cheated on Jack with the same man in less then 12 hours. My face must've had a worried look on it because I felt an arm go around me. I nuzzled into the sweaty pits of the ginger daddy and took in the smell. In less then a day I went from a devoted husband, to a chasing, cheating, bottom pig. Jack was gone for another two weeks and I wondered what other mischief I was going to get into....

Part 10 - Dinner With The Family Marco opened the doors and held Jake's arm as he led him inside. Thirteen sets of eyes turned and gazed as they crossed in to the room. Spencer and Jean-Paul were the first to clap, the noise increasing as everyone joined in. Jake felt like his head would self combust at how embarrassed he felt. A waiter appeared and presented a cocktail to Jake and Marco. Fabian moved the centre of the room and chimed his glass "My family, I would like to introduce you officially to Jake. He has shown great character and respect in the week I have known him, and I for one am so proud and happy that he is to become part of our family. I hope you will all embrace Jake with the greatest of dignity, respect and love that we have for each other. Jake I hope you will reciprocate and grow to love us all.". Fabian raised his glass "Jake.", everyone raised their glasses and toasted to Jake. He stood with a smile as he surveyed the room, full of attractive and fit people like something from a model shoot. Fabian led Jake towards the group as he told him it was time to do some proper introductions. As each were introduced they kissed Jake and welcomed him warmly to the family. "Spencer the doctor you know and Jean-Paul his partner and chauffeur." "Welcome Jake." "Alfredo who is my personal shopper who makes excellent choices." "Welcome Jake." "Andrew the best person to know he is CEO of an airline, good for upgrades." "Hey cheeky, welcome Jake." "Brad who is from America, a brilliant lawyer and tattoo artist. He is also Andrew's husband." "Welcome Jake, I look forward to giving you your tattoo." "Kanzi who is from Pakistan and his partner Luke, they look after the housekeeping here." "Welcome Jake." "This fine specimen is Ben, proud member of the UK gymnastics team and just turned 25." "Welcome Jake. Sorry I couldn't be here for the pool party." "Giovanni and yes he is Italian and my chef." "Welcome Jake." "Paul who is owner of a large tech and software company here in London." "Welcome Jake". "Grant my groundsman and maintenance, he is also handy in bed." "Fabian!, welcome Jake." "Finally Andre who is Lithuanian, my houseboy and very energetic." "Welcome Jake, if you need anything whilst here you let me know." Jakes head was spinning trying to remember everyone's name before Fabian apologised to Jake and formally introduced him to Marco. They just starred oblivious to everyone else, the whole room watched on as they appeared captivated by each other before being interrupted by Fabian announcing it was time for dinner. Everyone filtered out towards the dining room and Fabian escorted Jake. Inside was a large circular table with 15 seats. Fabian explained the significance of the circular table was to show they were all equal family members. Jake was sat between Marco and Fabian, two waiters appeared and began serving dinner and wine. During the meal everyone wanted to know more about the new addition to the family, he tried to field as many questions as he could. As dinner finished everyone returned to the library where brandy and cigars, for those who wanted it, were being served. Jake declined both, he didn't have an appetite to smoke and thought it would be best if he knocked them on the head. "Jake, are you not having a cigar tonight?" "Sorry Fabian, I don't think so, I enjoy the smell but don't want to get hooked." "You will probably notice that we usually only smoke them after a family dinner, but I respect your choice." "Thank you Fabian, thank you for an amazing weekend but.. I must leave soon." "No Jake, we don't want you to go home, everyone will be sleeping over here tonight, you can leave in the morning for work." "Will I be sleeping with you?" "Yes of course." By 11pm everybody began going to their appointed guest rooms, Fabian called Jake over. "Ready for bed Jake?" "Knackered Fabian." "Come on then, Marco do you want to join us?" "Yes Sir, thank you." "Marco you can drop the formality now Jake is joining us." The three of them naked climbed in to bed with Jake taking up the middle spot. He couldn't quite believe he was in bed next to Marco and was trying to contain his hormones. Fabian spooned up against Jake, Marco laying on his side facing Jake and within minutes they were sound asleep. Jake woke as sunshine came through the balcony doors and smiled as he watched Marco laying peacefully beside him. He quickly glanced at the clock, it was only 6am, he would doze for an hour before getting up. Marco shifted and his arm rested across Jake and Fabian, he felt so happy and fell back asleep.

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Just got hit by a bear from A4A. He asked about condoms, I told him I'm allergic to latex. He said it was ok with him but he was worried about stamina because it had been awhile for him. I told him I wasn't looking for stamina, the 1st is often quick anyway and as long as he got off and enjoyed himself I would too. Once he got here it was pretty standard, we got naked, I dropped to my knees and sucked hard then I flipped around and presented my lubed hole to him. He fucked me for about 5 minutes before cumming hard inside me! I got the load so I'm happy!

EVEN LOWER - PART 2 After taking that first load I had a few minutes to catch my breath and let it all sink in. I had done this. I was the one who followed this sick looking guy and begged him to fill me with his huge dick and toxic seed. Did I really want more? I know that’s what I just thought, but did I really? In a matter of seconds, a million thoughts and feelings warred inside of me. There was still a piece of me that wondered if it was too late to turn back and pretend like none of this had ever happened. A larger part, however, was in the driver's seat. The rush that my body and mind had experienced getting fucked by this man, filled with his cum, was unlike any that I had ever had before. Some people believe that a fuck is a fuck, but I have been bred many times before and none of them could compare to being taken by a man with a death sentence. I definitely wanted MORE! “Anybody else?” I asked, looking over my shoulder at the room of men circling around me now like hungry wolves. The man who had just broken the seal spoke up first. “AIDS and high viral loads only,” he urged, adding “Nobody who is neg and nobody who is on PrEP.” 'Okay', I thought, 'he’s going to be my pimp. I can live with that'. A couple of guys just left at that point, not meeting the criteria, I suppose. And a few of the bottoms I’d seen getting fucked before also left. They must not have been at all versatile, but most of the guys remained, and one by one each took his turn in violating my cumsloppy pighole. A couple were full blown AIDS cases, and the rest were just shooting high viral loads. A few even stuck around for round two, so in total I took lucky 13 toxic loads up my ass. I didn’t realize it but at some point my original AIDS fucker had stepped out for a couple of minutes to retrieve something, and when the guys had all had their way with me, he stuffed a nice fat butt plug in my hole, remarking “There, all sealed up. You don’t take this butt stuffer out until your ass absorbs all of our gifts, you got it?” he told me forcibly. “Yes, Sir,” I replied nodding. He slapped me on the ass and said, “Good, I’ll see you around, you fucking whore,” with a huge grin on his face. After that, I dressed and left, walking home with my clothes sticking to my sweat-slick skin. I also noticed that I stunk of sweat and cum. It was really obvious when I got in the elevator in my building. A couple of guys got in and smirked at me, clearly knowing exactly what that smell was. I had moved into a building in the gay ghetto only a month before, so I didn't really know anyone yet, but I'm more than sure that most of the guys in my building would recognize that I was wearing the unmistakable scent of Eau de CumPig. One guy got out a couple of floors on, but the second guy stayed in with me and faced me. “So in smells like you’ve had some fun today.” He was sexy and handsome with a rough edge - every bit the type of guy you might see in a Treasure Island Media film. I felt my face flush and I had no clue what to say to him. I had always kept my sex completely separated from the outside world and now I felt like I was wearing a big neon sign above my head that said, ‘AIDS CUMDUMP WHORE HERE!’ with a big flashing arrow pointing down at me. “And the pig blushes,” he laughed at me and then took steps closer. “Giving or taking?” he asked close to my face. Clearly this guy wasn’t shy about it, so why the fuck should I be? I suddenly felt empowered and more confident. “Taking,” I replied solidly. “How many?” he asked simply. “Thirteen.” “Did you ask status or does it matter to you?” “They were all high viral or AIDS loads.” His eyebrows shot up and he looked both surprised and fascinated. “And you are . . .” “Was negative . . . at the time,” I admitted. Suddenly he pinned me up against the elevator wall, his breath so hot against my face, and his impressive bulge digging into my abdomen. “Not any more, I would imagine. Fucking pig,” he growled, and then reached over and hit another button on the panel. “You’re coming with me for a little detour,” he added with a crooked smile. I felt a moment of panic -I was basically being abducted. But then I also noticed how my own dick was throbbing in my pants. Obviously it wasn’t that big a deal to me. So I didn’t bother to fight him when he pulled me out on the twenty-first floor and dragged me down a couple of doors and knocked. A cute guy in a nurse's uniform answered the door, giving us a slight smile. “Is he awake?” my abductor asked. “Yeah, he seems in good spirits today,” the nurse replied. “Why don’t you go out for a walk,” my abductor told him. “We need a few minutes alone.” The nurse looked me up and down. Apparently that damned neon sign was back. But he didn’t seem to mind, simply grabbing a set of keys and heading down towards the elevator while we went inside. He led me to the bedroom, which was dark with the curtains closed. It had that smell from being closed up. And something else? The smell one encounters at hospitals. Where there are sick people. The man who lay in the bed was even more frail than the first guy who had bred me today. They exchanged a few pleasantries, and in the process I learned my abductor's name was David, and that of the sick man was Stu. Gesturing at me, David remarked “This pig has just been getting loaded up by some pretty sick guys. I thought you might like to fill him up. I know what a big load you shoot.” The sick man smiled. “Sure, it might be my last,” he said. Immediately the sheet covering him began to tent. “Climb on, might as well make one final donation and leave some more of my DNA behind.” David gave my ass a swat and I took off my shoes and pants. I climbed up and straddled the small man in the bed, careful to not put my full weight down on his frail looking pelvis. David was behind me and slipped the butt plug gently out of my hole so that I could clamp up and not lose any of the previous loads. David then guided Stu’s hard cock into my hole. Unlike his skeletal body his dick was thick and meaty. He went in very easily and once again my ass felt amazing. I rode him at a decent pace, taking him all the way in and then sliding up until he almost popped out, and then all the way back down. Instead of feeling scared or disgusted with myself for letting such a sick guy dump his cum into me, I felt a sense of pride. The smile and look of bliss on his face told me that I might be giving this man his final pleasure in life. Doesn’t every dying man want one last fuck? He gasped, yelled, and shuddered under me as he suddenly exploded in my ass. I couldn't believe it. With all of the cum already lining my insides, I could actually feel him firing off in my ass. Not just the throbbing of his dick, but it really felt like a hose spraying me inside. It was powerful, and one of the greatest things I have ever felt in my entire life. When he was done, I gently leaned forward, allowing his softening cock to slide out of my sloppy hole, and gave him a gentle kiss, and as I did so, to my surprise I felt David enter me from behind. I hadn’t even felt him climb up onto the bed. He pounded me hard and deep. With one hand holding my right hip, he held me down with his left, so I had no choice but to continue exchanging sloppy wet tongue kisses with the dying Stu. David fucked me so hard that some of the cum was working it’s way out of my hole and getting my ass all wet. I really felt possessive of those loads and didn’t want to lose any of it, but I guess my hole had to make room for his huge dick. At this point I was so loose I really couldn’t tell just how big he was, but it felt big enough for me to still feel it. “Aaahhh, take it, you’re going to take my poz cum you fucking slut!” he barked at me. “You want my seed too, you pig? You want it?” “Knock me up!” I commanded as I returned to kissing Stu. No longer having to hold me down, David gripped my hips hard and slammed me so hard I couldn’t help but grunt with every thrust. The sound of sex combined with the sloppy wet smacking of his hips against my cum wet butt, rippling with every impact,. “You’re getting pregnant today, you fucking whore!” he yelled, pulling me entirely onto him one last time, and then, “Here it is! Take my toxic seed. Fuck yeah!” as his balls emptied into me. He panted and came for what felt like over a minute, his dick pulsing up inside of me the entire time. David stuck the butt plug back in my hole, we dressed and left Stu just in time for the nurse to return. I noticed him laughing as we walked away. When we got to the elevators I checked my reflection and saw that my entire ass was sopping wet through my pants and you could even see the base of the plug sticking out of my hole. David and I exchanged apartment numbers as well as telephone numbers, if anything so he could keep track of my progress, but he also said that he had other full blown friends who might also enjoy using me. He got off the elevator on the next floor, and my floor was two floors higher. I lay down in my apartment, not even bothering to remove my nasty clothes, and contemplated my day. I couldn’t believe how depraved I had become. As I replayed everything in my mind and it was clear to me that even though my brain told me to never do it again, my body was already telling me to do it again. I opened my pants and began pumping my steel hard dick. That alone told me I had enjoyed it all. With the other hand I reached down and began playing with the plug in my ass, working it in and out while I stroked. When I knew I was going to cum I jammed the plug back in hard and screamed out loud as I began the most powerful orgasm of my life. The shots of cum actually reached my gasping mouth! I couldn’t help but think that that could possibly be my last negative load to come out of my balls. That thought alone kept me shooting, and even when I was done my dick did not soften. Now I had 15 loads of strangers' poison cum in my ass, my own cum on my chest, neck, and face, and a good sized mouthful of cum, too. I licked up every drop that I could, rolling it over my tongue to enjoy the taste and that special feel that cum has, before reluctantly swallowing it. My mind was spinning . . . I still needed MORE!