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I’d seen the boy’s ad on line, in various places, BBRT, A4A. He was a horny little pig. It was a photo of his ass. Big, wide and furry. The text of the ad said: “My ass is in the air, I need loads. Come over and breed me. I’m desperate for cum. I’m short, furry and piggy.” Exactly my type. I’d never responded before because I was usually feeling like more of a whore bottom myself. I knew the feeling he was experiencing, desperate for cock and cum in your hole. But I’m a switch and sometimes you just gotta fuck a hole. I’m partial to beefy boys with big butts so I responded. “Hey pig. That’s a great cumdump you have. I love big butts. Love to come over and breed it, especially if you’re already partied up and dripping loads.” And I included some pics of my beefy, hairy body and fat cock. I’m 32, 5’5”, 175 lbs, covered in thick dark hair and have a big juicy uncut 8.5” dick. My dick has been known to make a few “top” daddies lift their legs and beg me to fuck them. But today I knew this wouldn’t be a hard sell. The boy was on line, so he was taking loads. I quickly got an email back from him. “Thank you for responding, sir. I’ve been partying for a few hours. This faggot has three loads in his hole already. Should be enough to lube up your cock so you can breed me full of the cum that I need desperately.” Then he gave me his address. It was just a mile or two away from my house, so I sent him a message back and told him I’d be there in 15 minutes and to be ready. I drove over and parked on a side street in front of an unassuming little white house. He told me to use a particular door code and when I reached for the door, it opened and a tall, slim guy with a sexy beard and hairy chest answered the door, wearing only a jockstrap. “You here to breed the fag? His cunt is nice and partied up. I’m Jesse. Just here helping my buddy get his pussy bred hard.” Jesse reached out and shook my hand. “Greg. Glad to meet ya. Where’s the whore?” Jesse pointed into another room, which had the blinds drawn and a large screen TV playing a Treasure Island video of a whore getting gang banged. I walked into the room and shucked my clothes, so I was only wearing a leather jock and cockring. The large hairy ass I had seen in the ad was on the bed, in the air, face in the pillow. “Hey whore,” I said. “Is your cunt hungry for loads today?” “Yes, sir. Today and every day.”His head stayed buried in the pillow, so I hadn’t yet gotten a good look at his face, but he had large, muscular legs to go with his big, hungry ass, and I could see that the rest of his body was covered in thick blonde hair. He looked like he played rugby or soccer regularly. “Good,” I said. “You’re going to get at least a few from me.” Jesse had followed me into the cumdump’s bedroom, he sat in the corner in a large overstuffed chair, and picked up a bubbler from a table. There was a large plastic bag of Tina on the table and a couple of loaded points. “Damn, man. You guys plan to get fucked UP,” I said, marveling at the amount. “Yeah, we plan to keep this up for a day or two, and don’t wanna run out. Nothing worse than trying to find product when you’re horny as fuck.” Jesse motioned me over and gave me a huge shotgun off the pipe. I held it for a long time in my lungs and then gave it back to him while we kissed each other deeply passing the smoke back and forth. He offered me a point and I took it, gratefully. “What’s the cumdump’s name? Besides faggot,” I said, laughing. Jesse laughed as well and said “Adam. Right faggot?” “Yes, sir,” came from the bed. I walked over, grabbed a large buttplug that was sitting next to him on the bed and slid it up his ass. I could hear him breathe in, sharply. Then he began to moan. “Sit up, I said,” and Adam sat up and scooted over to the edge of the bed so that he could share the pipe with Jesse. He was a sexy little fucker. No more than 5’3” tall, maybe 160 lbs., blonde and super hairy with a blonde buzzcut and trim beard. “Want a slam, faggot?” “Fuck yes. Slam me up and rape my cunt, you dirty fucker.” He had an evil grin on his face and his pupils were huge and black. “Of course I will. Let me do myself first, pig.” Jesse and Adam were sharing more clouds, and both of them leaned over to share with me as well. I was getting deliciously spun, and horny as fuck. Jesse reached over to the table and handed me a tourniquet which I put on my arm. A quick wipe with an alcohol pad and BOOM. Into the stratosphere. It was good shit and I began to cough. When I caught my breath I turned to Jesse and said “Motherfucker! How strong was that!?” He got an evil grin on his face, and said “I”ll never tell.” Then he leaned over and kissed me hard on the mouth while Adam got on his knees and pulled Jesse’s cock out of the pouch of his jockstrap. It was nice and fat and uncut. He started to slurp on the hard cock that would shortly be pounding his pussy. But first I had to slam the little pig. I pulled him off Jesse’s cock which caused him to whimper a little and told him to lay back on the bed. He complied quickly and I was able to quickly put the tourniquet on and find a nice fat vein and register. I looked Adam in the eye and said “you ready boy? We’re gonna set your cunt on FIRE.” “FUCK YEAH! I was born ready for this!.” Then I pulled back the plunger and pushed it hard into the fag. He was already tweaking pretty hard, although Jesse told me later they’d only been smoking up to that point, and his eyes rolled up into his head. He muttered “Oh, FUCK,” under his breath and then started to cough. I reached over, pulled the plug out of his ass, lifted his legs over his head and shoved my fat uncut dick into his gaping hole. Adam moaned hard and began to whimper. “Please fuck me, Sir. I’m a worthless faggot who needs to be raped and bred.” I looked down at his handsome face, spit right between his eyes, and said “You have no idea, faggot.” And I started to pound his cunt. Jesse laughed and moved over to the bed where he stuck his own fat uncut dick into Adam’s mouth. The boy was being spit roasted by two pig cocks and was clearly in heaven. I started to plow him in earnest and knew this was going to be a fun time. I didn’t have anything to do for several days so I figured we’d all have a good time. Just as I was getting a rhythm built up, I heard the front door open. Jesse laughed and pulled his cock out of Adam’s mouth. “Better go greet our next guest.” He disappeared out of the room and I couldn’t help but notice that he had a nice hairy ass, too. But. Turned my attention back to Adam and spit in his face again. “You’re a filthy fucking cumdump, aren’t you son?” He just glared back at me and spit back in my face and smiled. “Dirty fucker. Rape me hard.” END PART 1.

I think it's important to understand the people who like Trump. This article boils it down to "Shit Life Syndrome". https://www.counterpunch.org/2020/01/03/shit-life-syndrome-trump-voters-and-clueless-dems/ In other words, if your life is shit and you see no way that's going to change, then suicide rates go up, drug use goes up, and you just want things to change – even if that change will ultimately hurt you. Basically if your life is shit with no chance of it getting better, then you want everyone else to feel the same pain you do. In that context, Trump's approach seems appealing… This is why I'd love to see Buttigieg win the nomination, or possibly Warren. Buttigieg is from a "flyover" state and turned around a city that people were talking about as one of the nation's biggest failures prior to him becoming mayor. He gets Shit Life Syndrome because that's what his city was suffering from. Warren is another possibility. Somehow, despite being a Harvard academic, she seems to have the ability to connect with people from Shit Life Syndrome areas. At the start of her campaign she went to West Virginia, into coal country, to tell them straight to their face why coal is dead and how that could actually change their lives for the better. And they listened and didn't think she was crazy. Before you vote, ask yourself if the candidate you're voting for can connect with Shit Life Syndrome voters. If s/he can't, then Trump could very well win again. [To be clear… I'm not saying all Trump voters are suffering from Shit Life Syndrome. I'm just saying a big part of his base is suffering from it so it explains much of his popularity.]

One of the things people really dislike about this site is the infraction system. The most vocal critics seem to be spoiled brats who think they can do what they want, when and where they want. Honestly, I don't care about meeting the needs of spoiled brats. But I do recognize that the infraction system is imperfect. While we're running this forum software, we're stuck with what we've got. But as I build new software that can change. So give me your feedback on how you think a good infraction system should work. For starters it has to start with a design that minimizes unintentional mistakes. Right now a lot of infractions are given for posting in the wrong area. That's because people don't always think about where they are in the structure of the site before posting. So I'm envisioning a site with less structure. It will actually be tag based. So threads can show up in multiple places. So a thread like the one about LA banning the production of bareback porn could show up in LGBT Politics, and in the LA section, and in the bareback porn section. I'd have you pick the general theme that most matches the thread (bareback, cocksucking, fetish, etc.) and then everything else will be determined by tagging. There will also be reminders that in certain types of threads certain other types of discussion aren't allowed since HIV fetish, chem sex, and other sensitive topics will still only be allowed in certain areas. The person who starts the thread will determine what of the restricted topics are allowed and the thread will be placed accordingly. So first question for you guys – what are the other things I should think about that can reduce the number of inadvertent rule violations? Is there something you've gotten an infraction for that, if the site worked a different way, you might have avoided the infraction? Next, I'm envisioning an infraction system that's based on credits and debits. So when you do something good for the site, you get credit. When you violate the rules you get a debit. Bans will be based on your balance (credits - debits). So if you've done a lot of good for the site, you can make some mistakes and all it will do is deduct from your credits. Whereas if someone who's new to the site does the same thing they might be banned. If you're wondering, credits will be given for starting popular threads. Or making comments that get a lot of upvotes. Or reporting a problem that gets validated by a moderator. There will also be ways to earn points on my other sites – so on the porn sites stuff like cropping an image you like, or choosing a filter that makes the image look better would get you credits. On the hookup sites, uploading images that get a lot of likes and making them public will earn you points. Also, hooking up with a "trusted" member or attending certain sex parties will get you points. Some people will accumulate a lot of credits. So in those cases surplus credits will turn into things that have actual value. So big discounts (possibly free) branded gear (e.g. a t-shirt with #BBBH on it), or discounted (or free) entrance into certain sex parties. As I build out hookup site type features, the credits can be used to "advertise" yourself on the hookup site. All of those things are things that people will also be able to pay for (buy a t-shirt, pay an entrance fee for a sex party, or pay for better visibility on the hookup site). I can also envision letting users with surplus credits transfer them to friends so their friends don't have to go through the process of proving themselves like other new members. So there will still be an infraction system, but trusted senior members won't ever really feel the effects of it (other then a slap on a wrist and a reduction in credits). And they'll be able to give their friends the same experience by granting them some of their surplus credits. Basically saying "I trust this person, and the site should as well". The only problem I'm seeing here is that there may be so many ways to earn points that people rack up a crazy number of points. So I may limit the number of points a person can earn in a day. And I'm also thinking that once a credit is marked "surplus" it can't be used to pay a debit for an infraction. That means that a long-time user with lots of credits can't suddenly cause total chaos on the site and get away with it. And if a person has surplus credits and gets a large number of debits, then it will draw down a percentage of their surplus credits as well. (Small infractions won't draw down surplus credits, just major ones). So if you would… Think through your experiences with the current infraction system and tell me whether what I've laid out above resolves the problems of the current system.

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

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

1/27, hit 41 tonight!

There's no greater way to show your love for your family than pleasing them and offering your body to them

Fucking hot story. As you can see, i enjoyed it 😈

Here is one of my stories from another site and decided to share it and mix it up on here This is a complete work of fiction if this offends you or is not allowed where you are or in your household then I hope you don't have anyone who will look through your history. I pulled up to the rest stop after driving for many hours happy to know I was close to the college campus I was to be atending. I parked and went to stretch my legs and walk around. I went to the bathroom to make sure I would be ok for the rest of my trip and didn't see anyone around so i went to the last stall pulled my shorts down and sat on the toilet. Soon after i was sitting down i could hear the door to the bathroom open and could hear the sounds of flipflops heading in my direction. The door to the stall next to me opened and the guy sat down as well. I started to stroke myself after seeing the strong pair of legs next to me. I could see a tarus zodiac symbol on his foot and i found that to be a turn on. The guy next to me raised and tapped his foot under the partitan three time and I knew what that meant so i did the same to him in return. I didn't see this but the toilet paper holder was slid aside leaving a large enough hole for the mighty cock that was pushed through. My mouth watered at the sight of this mighty piece of flesh and i sank to my knees and devoured as much of it as i could do. I was able to get this thick 8 inch cock at least all the way down my throat thanks to all my years of sucking off the football team and they all were just as pleased and as big as my neighbor here. I was able to fish pull my shorts and underwear in a fluid motoin without interupting the blowjob. I scooped up some of the saliva from the wetness of the blowjob and started to use it to finger my ass in hopes of getting him to fuck me as well. After about 5 minuets of a sloppy wet blowjob I stood up and aimed the head of this slick cock to my hole and was able to take it completly down to the balls in one fluid motion causing my neighbor to moan loudly in snyc with eachother I was happy that no one else was there to cause us to stop. He started to pick up speed and fucked me ravagily and i was loving every moment of it. The feeling of my neighbor pulling out and shoving all of the way back in told me that he was getting close to cumming and i was ready to get filled with his load. With a final thrust i could feel his cock unload a massive amount of cum into my hole causing me to paint the wall in my own load. After my neighbor caught his breath he slid out of my hole and i clentched to keep his load in me for as long as i could. He pulled up his shorts and left the stall and i sat back down on the seat and started to fish out the load from my ass and licked it from my fingers. It tasted so sweet i wished i had so much more of it for later. Once my hole was clean of the guys load i pulled my shorts up and got back into my car to finish the trip to the school. About an hour more and i pulled onto the campus and was all signed in and ready to go to my dorm room and crash for the night. I followed the map that was given to me and found the building that i was assigned to and grabbed what i wanted to bring in for the night and planned on getting the rest in the morning. I found my room number and knocked on the door with my foot since my hands were full. What I didn't expect to see was a strong red headed man standing there in nothing but a pair of tighty whiteys with a perfectly sculpted body standing there running a towel over his six pack. "Oh hey you must be our new roommate." I was taken aback when he said ours and then I thought i was seeind double when an identical redheaded hunk walked right behind the first in similar garb and doing the same to his equally impressive six pack. "Oh i guess they didn't tell you your roommates were twin brothers huh?" I shook my head no and they apoligized and let me in. I saw the only empty area and bed in the apartment and knew that it was to be mine. I set my things down and sat on my bed to wrap my head around this. "I'm Tommy and this is my brother Todd" the first one said. I greeted them both but couldnt help but gaze at the two of them and their impressive buldges in their tight undies. My mouth started to water again like from earlier and i wanted nothing better than yank both their underwear down and service both of these guys and i just met them. We chatted for a bit and i looked down at their feet enough to see that they both had the same tattoo on their foot. It was the same one as the guy from the bathroom from earlier and my mouth went dry. I couldn't believe that one of these ginger hunks had fucked me in the stall earlier and now i come to find out i will be living with him and that there is a second one now. This was going to be an awesome year in college with hopefully more action with these hunks.

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?

Justin had just broken up with another girlfriend. This is the third one in a year and a half. Struggling and fighting his urge to be with a guy, he had played with a few guys on vacation and in between girlfriends. Sucked a dick here and there and jacked off with buds while they watched porn and even fucked two guys. He had secretly hoped a couple of the jerk off buds had been interested in fucking him and often jacked off to it. Most of the time Justin searched for guys online to talk to and jack off about and with. One guy he was talking to Mark in California asked him if he had ever been on BBRT, just asked what that was and Mark told him he needed to check it out. He sent him a user name and password, Mark used this account when he was whoring out a bottom and told Justin to use it for now it's paid for and check out all the hot guys there! Let me know what you think? Just spend the next three days searching profiles and he found lots of hot guys and really huge dicks on the site, he started reading the profiles and not just looking at the pictures and he found that a lot of the guys were POZ. Just started to quickly close the profile once he realized a guy was POZ. For the next three day he enjoyed BBRT and jacked off several times a day. Mark hit him up while on BBRT from his profile. The exchange is below: Mark : Hey little slut, how is it going? See anyone you want to fuck or get fucked by? Justin: Yes, Justin had written down the names of several guys who he wanted to fuck him, he gave him three names! Mark: Nice, I see you want to get fucked. You only sent me tops. Good pics bud! Too bad they are are so far away. Justin: Yea, I have never been fucked but really want to try it. Mark: Too bad I am not there, I would def help you out. Justin: I have you on my list, your pics are amazing and that huge uncut dick makes me want to suck you till till you cum. Mark: You would be on your knees in second of me walking into you place and I would be using your throat deep before I fuck and load you. Justin : OMG that would be so hot, If you are ever here I want to do just that. Mark: Be careful what you wish for! Justin: I am so horny know, I really need to jack off but I have to go to work. TTYL Mark: Yes you will! Mark starting searching form some guys to start breaking in little Justin. The first guy Mark lined up was a young white guy with a thin 8 inch dick. Mark sent him a message and a few others guys. It was not long till his first choice hit him back saying, we are both tops not sure this will work.

I love going to the park and finding dirty trolls, homeless, fat guys, wasting looking, guys (the sleazier and uglier the better), fuck my hole and drop a load. I get off so much on having my ass full of their cum and going around the park till there's no one left. Then going online to fund more. The other day I went to the park and got 2 loads from 2 different guys who I swear were homeless. One had a huge black dick and the other small and uncut. Then found this big overweight guy and he made me start sucking his dick. I was bent over showing my ass to whoever was around. There were 3 guys who fucked me while my head was down on his dick. I never even saw them but they all dumped their loads in me. After they finished I turned around and lifted the fat guys stomach and put his dick in my ass. I felt like such a nasty whore with his belly resting on my back and his dick pushing in all the strangers cum. I then walked around a little more and this short fat ugly Mexican wanted to fuck me so I let him use my hole and dump his load in too. It started to die down a bit but I found a really old thin sick looking guy who was very timid. I went right up to him, dropped to my knees and sucked his fat dick got it real hard. He then turned me around and I let him dump his toxic load in me... it was so hot. After that it didn't look like anyone was left, so I came home, went online and found 2 tops that wanted to do an anonymous scene. I went over, stripped naked, put on a blindfold, and let them use me as their cumdump. Totally gets me off thinking they could be these total ugly fuckers that no one would ever let fuck them and I freely give my hole to them. I wish I knew of a place that had gloryholes in my area that I could anonymously put my ass on the hole and take all the loads people want to give me. Does anyone else get off on letting nasty trolls and dirty guys dump their loads in you? I'd love to hear more about it.

Brian: I was at my buddy Todd's place having a beer and watching the game when his girl Sam came in, carrying some bags. "Hey babe, you done shopping?" Todd asked her. "Yeah, I got some really cute tops and a few other things. You guys watching the game?" "Yep," Todd answered. Todd's place was just a studio, so Sam put the bags down by the door, to find room for them later, I figured. After a second, I could see out of the corner of my eye that they were still looking at each other but not saying anything, so I looked over at them to see what was up. Sam quickly said, "It's so hot out there, I think I'm gonna take a shower," and disappeared into the bathroom, with a meaningful look at Todd. What was that all about? I shrugged it off and went back to watching the game. A while later, Sam came out wearing just a towel. I tried not to stare. "I forgot all my clothes are out here," she said, walking in front of the TV to get to the chest of drawers next to where I was sitting on the couch. She was so close I could smell the scented soap or whatever she just used in the shower. I took another sip of beer and pretended to ignore her. "I'm gonna grab a shower too," Todd said, and got up. I thought that was strange, since we weren't going out later and since we were right in the middle of the game, but I just said, "Okay." As soon as Todd was gone, Sam took off her towel and set it down on the couch right next to me. After I'd already looked at her completely naked by accident, she said, "Don't look," as she went through one of the drawers. She was smokin' hot and it took me a second to look away, but she didn't seem to notice. I went back to the game as she slipped some panties on, and I heard Todd turning on the shower. I was still trying not to look at her when she said, "Ugh, can you help me with this? It's new and I can't get it." She was standing with her back to me, trying to put a bra on but not getting it. "Um, I don't know, maybe Todd should…." "Oh stop being stupid, you're like family. Can you just do this for me please? Or do you want me to walk around without a bra on?" I didn't know what to say, but I figured it wasn't really a big deal, so I got up and took the clasp from her hands and tried to put the two parts together. But I was thinking more about how good she smelled and how she was practically naked right in front of me, and after a couple seconds she reached back and said, "No, they have to go together like this." Our hands fumbled together for a second and I accidentally let go of the straps, and the bra fell down. Before I could really think, she bent down to pick it up and her ass was right there in front of me, just barely covered in lacy panties. I popped wood immediately. "Uh, sorry," I said, and sat back down to hide my stiffy. "That's okay," she said, standing back up with the bra. "I got this set 'cause I thought Todd would like them, but he didn't even notice. He hasn't touched me in weeks. Do you think they look alright?" she asked, holding the bra up. She looked fucking incredible, and I had to force myself not to throw her down and tear those lace panties off her right now. "Fuck yeah! I mean, yeah, they look great, you know." "Well I don't know what it is then, maybe he's just bored with me. I hope you don't mind if I talk to you, I never talk to my girlfriends about this sort of stuff, and you're a guy, so I thought you might know what the deal with him was. I feel like I can talk to you." I just listened to her and tried not to stare at her tits as she went on. "Sometimes I just miss a rock hard cock so much I think I'll go crazy, like I'll just sit on the next fucking hard prick I see!" I was definitely not looking at her face when she looked back at me, and I pretended to look somewhere else and muttered a feeble, "Uh, sorry." My cock was so hard it was aching, and without even thinking I adjusted it very obviously. She must have noticed. "What's going on down there, Brian?" she asked, looking right at my junk, which was now tenting my pants. "Uh, nothing, sorry about that, I was just—nothing." I hoped she would just finish getting dressed already and not say anything to Todd. "That looks like more than nothing," she said, walking over and reaching down to undo my pants. "What the fuck?" I said, trying to stop her, even though I wanted to bury my prick inside her and make her pregnant immediately. "Todd's right in the shower," was the only thing I could think to say. "He takes forever," she said, grabbing my hard-on through my pants and trying to undo my belt. "I, I don't—" I started, still trying to stop her but loving her hand rubbing on my cock, which was started to leak precum like crazy. Between the beer and her stroking my woody through my pants, I wasn't really thinking straight. "You better take your fucking pants off, or I'm gonna tell Todd you checked me out and grabbed my ass!" What the fuck? This bitch really was crazy for cock, but Todd was still in the shower, and I just couldn't fucking hold back anymore. I grabbed Sam and threw her hard down onto the couch, and the look on her face said that was exactly what she wanted. I tore my belt off and shoved my pants down, finally freeing my leaking 7-inch stiffy, which pointed straight toward her. Then I yanked her panties out of the way, and with the other hand, slammed my hard 7 inches inside her before she could ask about a fucking condom. "Fuck yes!" she whispered loudly, "Pound me! Give it to me! I need it so bad!" She didn't need to tell me twice, and I fucked that crazy blackmailing bitch so hard I thought I was going to break her. For a second I looked over at the bathroom door and thought how fucked up it was that I was banging my buddy's girl on his own fucking couch, not 5 minutes after he'd gotten in the shower. But dammit this girl's pussy felt so fucking amazing and she needed it bad, whispering nasty things to me and pulling me in deeper as I pounded her into the couch like an animal. "Fuck, I'm getting so close," I whispered into her hair after a few minutes. I still couldn't believe I was buried balls deep inside Todd's girl with him right there in the bathroom. He could come out at any second. What the hell was I doing?? "Oh yeah, I want it," she whispered back, driving me crazy. I really gave her all I had, getting closer and closer to the edge. I was gonna give this cheating whore exactly what she wanted. Then out of nowhere, she said, "Just don't cum inside me!" Are you kidding me? There was no way I could pull out, she just felt way too good to waste my boys on her chest. I didn't say anything and just kept fucking her. "Please, I'm not on birth control and I don't wanna get pregnant!" But she was still pulling me deep inside her instead of pushing me off, not that she could have pushed me off if she'd tried, there was no way I wasn't going to give this blackmailing whore my seed, whether she wanted it or not. She was still pulling me in, but right as I got to the edge she whispered, "No, stop! You're gonna make me pregnant with your babies!" That set me off, and I wrapped both my hands around her throat and slammed all the way inside her as I shot volley after volley of my boys deep into her cheating twat. I came so hard I thought I was going to black out, I didn't even care if she could breathe or not, all I cared about was how incredible my cock felt totally buried inside her velvety snatch, shooting a gallon of hot cum in her, painting her fucking walls white. After I came down from that massive explosion inside her, I collapsed on top of her, pushing her into the couch, and feeling like a stud. I had given this unfaithful slut the rock hard cock she'd said she'd wanted, and the grade-A spunk she'd said she didn't. I hoped I did get this bitch pregnant, and that Todd would have to raise my fucking kid. Just then I heard the water turn off, and I knew Todd would be coming back out any second. I pulled my cock out of his girl's cummy snatch, and started to pull my pants back up. I glanced down at Sam, and she had a satisfied look on her face. I guess she wasn't mad at me for shooting my boys inside her after all. But her neck was still bright red from where I'd wrapped my hands around her throat. Fuck, how would Todd not see that?? Sam put some clothes on and sat down on the couch just as Todd came out of the bathroom, wearing just a towel. "All my clothes are out here," he said, crossing in front of the TV to get to the chest of drawers, and dropping his towel to get dressed right next to me. What was the deal with these two? I didn't care, just as long as Todd didn't notice the smell of sex in the air.

Hey guys. Here's hoping I can get the next chapter out by this time next week.

This was the logic behind deregulation. It didn't work. Alan Greenspan (a disciple of Ayn Rand) actually apologized for believing too much that successful corporations could be trusted. He basically had to apologize after the financial collapse that happened on his watch… https://www.nytimes.com/2008/10/24/business/economy/24panel.html I totally agree about participation trophies when we're talking about trivial levels of participation. That said, recognition of things like perfect attendance (over long periods of time) and "most improved" do have merit. Being there day in and day out consistently is one of the recipes for success (the turtle vs the hair). But welfare exists primarily to take care of the kids, not the parents. The kids didn't choose to be born into the environment you describe and it's cruel to blame them for the shitty motivations of their parents. So welfare programs are necessary. All you can do is structure them on evidence-based approaches in order to achieve the best possible outcome. When people cut the funding "because those people are lazy bums" it's not going to end well. But I think you're too hard on government. Governments educate people. Governments build roads. Governments can create jobs through good policies. Governments can provide stable environments for living and business (e.g. universal healthcare). By focusing on a small percentage of people becoming dependent you're throwing away the baby with the bath water.

Wish my bf would be into me taking toxic loads. He’d freak out if he knew how often I lied about being at work, when I’m really at the porn arcade or bath house sucking off strangers or taking bare cock in my cumdump ass

On saturday night I went to the sauna and got at least 5 loads in me. First one was on the sling, 5 minutes after arriving. He was rough and desperate, just how I like them. He left a big load in my arse. My next 3 loads were in the steam room. Big, thick 8 incher rammed it up there, all lubed up with load number one. He grunted and I could feel the contractions when he came. 2 lads were getting turned on by the breeding. Lad 1 was a big bear, a wee cock but lovely to suck on and he was hard as a rock. I turned around and sat on his cock. It was the perfect position for his cock. We rocked back and fore until he shot load number 3 up my now squelching hole. A thin lad with a long thin cock was sitting next to us, wanking to the free live porn next to him. When the young bear shot his load, I hopped off and sat on the new cock. We did the same, rocking back and fore until he grunted and shot load number 4 up my hairy arse. It was getting too warm to stay in the sauna so I went back upstairs to the sling. An older dude started to fuck me. He had one of those cocks with a slightly rough surface, felt awesome as he banged me. He built up to orgasm and left another load in me. After that he sat down and rimmed me. Being in the sling is the perfect position for that. He got a good taste of all the cum up my arse, including his own. It was one of the best sauna visits in a while. Think I'll be going back next saturday night.

My stories are completely fiction for the purpose of sexual fantasy only. Since these stories are shorter, I've decided to keep the chapters together in one forum. I think that makes more sense as my stories are related with returning characters, etc. Anyway, enjoy. The Broken Jock IV: The Pitcher This is Adam again. I’ve been pretty busy since I got whored out by Poz9in and Hank at a motel room last year taking every stranger’s load up my butt. I still don’t know if Hank is poz, or if he just wanted to see poz loads go up my neg hole. Being the submissive young jock that I am, I took all loads that night. Now I am a kept boy, living with Leon. Leon is a wealthy investor and has a big cut poz cock that he fucks me with. He’s not a looker by any means. He might be what you think of when you say “ugly sex is hot.” He is rough sometimes, but overall he is good to me. With the new season of softball coming up, he told me that some of the poz tops who converted me had created a “guild” of some kind with the aim to charge up as many of my teammates as possible. I was at first not interested in helping them, but then the more I thought on it, my dick would grow hard. Leon wanted the pitcher, Von, to take his load first. Von was probably the biggest challenge of all my teammates. He was 30, super attractive with dark wavy hair and brown eyes, a beefy, bi top, and he had a girlfriend. He only let the guys suck him off—he really likes blowjobs from guys, and he lets everyone on the team know that his dick and wad were available to all cocksuckers. Most of the team has taken Von up on his offer. We openly talk about Von’s cock on the field. He loves the attention. So at our season opener party at the team’s sponsor bar, I was tasked with convincing Von to come over and let me suck him off while Leon played with his asshole. Von was not into it at first but when I told him that Leon would pay him, he nodded, “Yeah. Maybe I can handle that for that price.” “Can he fuck you?” I asked bluntly. Von paused to think. I offered more money. “He’s poz, right? I have a girlfriend,” he said. “He’d wear a condom,” I countered. “Well, I could really use that amount of cash. Does it hurt?” Von asked taking a big swig of his beer. He has never been fucked before. “Some at first, but then you get used to it, and then it feels good,” I answered. “Okay. I’ll do it if you’ll be there, too.” “I will. I’ll be sucking that amazing cock of yours.” “Nice,” Von smiled. After that I checked on Caleb who was getting pretty hammered thanks to Coach and the guild. “You doing okay there, Caleb?” I asked. He downed a shot that Coach had paid for and said, “This is great! I’m having a blast. I can’t wait until our first game.” “We’re a fun team, as you can see.” The bar was nearly filled to capacity with gay men. “And we have lots of fans.” Just then Clyde pinched my butt as he walked by, and Caleb blushed. Clyde and his partner John double fucked me that night in the motel room. My hole was pretty sore after that night. I occasionally visit Clyde and John for a hot repeat double penetration fuck when Leon gives them permission. Having two cocks up my ass is my biggest turn on now, so Leon will sometimes invite over random, available tops from online so that they can both double load my hole. “See that guy over there? The bearish older guy with the blue cap?” I nodded over toward Coach4Jox. Caleb looked over at Coach. “Yes. He’s been buying my shots.” “Good. If you get too wasted, let him walk you home. He’ll make sure you get there.” Von came over then and whispered to me, “We should do this soon. I’m supposed to have dinner with Holly tonight.” With the deal set, I called Leon and told him to rig a condom. “Von is coming over.” “Fuck yes! Don’t tell him that his fine ass is going to get a charged load today!” “He’s a virgin back there, so go easy. You can have his ass. I get his cock.” I teased. ________________ When we arrived at our place, Leon abruptly told Von to take off his pants and underwear but leave everything else on. Von did as he was instructed. His hairy ass and legs exposed below his jersey. “Here’s the payment.” Leon handed Von a wad of cash. “All right!” Von put the cash down in a pocket of his pants. As he bent over, Leon got behind him and humped his bare ass so that Von could feel his hard cock through his jeans. “Get on all fours on the bed,” Leon ordered. Von did as he was told and I got on bed too, facing up with my mouth directly under the team’s prized suckable cut cock. I’ve sucked it before and love when he unloads in my mouth. I began licking the piss slit as Leon got on his knees to worship Von’s hole. “Spread your legs more, Von,” Leon ordered. Von spread his legs more lowering his ass on the bed and his cock pushed into my mouth. “Fuck, that is a fine hole you have.” Von moaned as Leon began licking and eating his hole. Von’s sweet precum flowed onto my tongue and I swallowed. Leon worked Von’s hole for 20 minutes, getting it wet, getting it prepared for its first dick—poz dick. “You gonna let me fuck that tight hole, Von?” “Yeah. Go slow though,” Von replied. “Put on a rubber, okay?” “I’m already on it, big guy.” I listened as the condom rapper was ripped open. And then I heard Leon open the can of Crisco that was under the bed. I sucked Von’s cock as I looked up at Leon. His pants and briefs were down to his knees. He grinned down at me as he oiled up his large poz cock wrapped in a condom with the tip cut off. He then put a greased up finger into Von’s butthole. “Yeah stud. You like having a man inside there?” Leon teased. Von didn’t answer but just moaned as Leon continued to slick up his hole with more Crisco and more fingers. Leon was ready to enter Von’s greased up hole. I pulled out a fresh bottle of poppers from my pocket and gave it to Leon. “That’s my boy.” Leon positioned himself over Von with his cock pressed against his pucker. He put his arm around Von’s neck and placed the poppers under his nose. “Inhale, Von” Von breathed in the vapor from the poppers. “Again!” Von did as instructed. “Now again. And hold it in for as long as you can.” Von complied. When he exhaled he prepared for another hit as Leon moved the bottle to the other nostril. “Again.” I listened as Leon took a hit and watched as he push his cocked against Von’s hole. Von gave out a sigh, indicating that he was flying on the poppers. With all the prep Leon had done on Von’s hole, his cock popped in relatively quickly. Von yelled out, “Fuuuuck!” “Yes!” Leon replied as he pushed further in. “That’s a tight fuckin hole you have, Von.” “Ahhh! Fuuuck!” Von said. I sucked him aggressively, trying to help him take his mind off of the invading cock. Trying to help Leon stealth poz our team pitcher. “I’m all in,” Leon reported. I looked up between Von’s legs to see Leon’s shaved balls pressed against Von’s hairy scrotum. Leon let Von acclimate a bit before moving his cock back. I watched as Leon pulled half way out of Von and plunge back in. That’s when the fucking began. Leon pushed in and out, fucking Von in large strokes. Leon and I kept our eyes on the rigged condom, waiting to see Leon’s bare cockhead breech the rubber. After about ten minutes of fucking Von, Leon pulled his cock out and moved the condom down his shaft, allowing his cock to break through the top. Leon winked at me with my mouth full of Von’s hardon, and then he pressed against Von’s hole with his raw leaking cockhead. I watched as Leon’s cock pulsed for more poz precum before it pushed into Von’s neg butt to begin the stealthing. “Ah, yeah!!” Leon exclaimed. “Nice hole on you, man! I’m going to fuck that hole up.” Von was grunting with every stroke of Leon’s cock that stretched open his rectum. Leon continued his assault on Von’s unprotected hole, and overtime, succeeded in pushing the entire rubber down to the base of his cock. When I saw that Leon was full on bareback fucking Von’s neg virgin hole with his raging poz boner, I knew it wouldn’t take long. I heard Von between grunts when he said, “I’m close, dude. Swallow it.” I sucked Von’s hard cock like never before to get that sweet cum that the team talks about at practice. Von’s cock pulsed in my mouth and a massive blast of sperm flooded over my tongue and into my throat. His young neg cum was just as sweet as always. As I swallowed Von’s load I heard Leon start to build up to climax. “Ah! Fucking going to cum. Fucking sweet hole on you, man.” Leon yelled out as he tends to do when unloading into a man’s hole. He flooded Von’s neg hole with his high viral load jizz and began fucking it in hard. Von yelled out in pain with the now brutal assault Leon was giving him. “Stay still! I gotta bruise up that hole good.” I got up from under Von. I stood next to the bed and watched as Leon covered up Von’s gorgeous mouth with his hand as he brutally fucked Von’s hole. The broken condom at the base of Leon’s cock was shiny and wet. And I could see white poz cum as it swirled around Von’s reddened pucker each time Leon’s shaft punched in. I knew that Leon was actively trying to charge up Von. He was a trooper, though, knowing we were almost done. Later, Leon made a show of throwing away the used condom. I don’t know if Von caught on to being stealthed, but he seemed happy to leave the house with a sore hole and with enough money to buy an engagement ring.

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

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.”

Mark sent Justin a message on BBRT and a text to his phone that said I sent you a message on BBRT, sign inwhen you get home and look for a message from RockHard4hotass. Justin text him back and asked a ton of questions but Mark just text him back and that he could not text right now but to text back and email both me and your new friends back as soon as you reed the messages. Got it? Justin said Yes I will. Justin tried to sign on his phone but could not remember the password he had it written down on his desk. It was only two hours till he was off work but it felt like 10 hours when he was finally able to head to his car and head home. Twenty minute drive and he could sign on finally. Justin seemed to hit ever stop light, he pulled up in front of his house 25 minutes later and his neighbor Joe was out, Justin tried to rush into the house but Joe stopped him to talk about his lawn and how Justin backed up and ran over his grass at the corner of the drive. WTF, is all Justin could think about but he quickly apologized and told Joe he would not do it again and rushed into his apartment. Once inside he rushed to his computer and turned it on and pulled up BBRT and signed on. There were 25 messages, Justin opened the email and found Mark's email. Mark: Good boy, you are one horny fuck. I can not be there but a good buddy is going to help you tonight. Open his email and you must follow his instructions. You will do that right boy. Email me back that you agree and text me. No questions, just be a good boy and help my buddy out. Justin paused and tried to think, he was rock hard and then a text came in. It was from Mark, "Hey boy, I see you opened my email now send me an email back and text me that you will follow my buddies instructions and service him like the good little cock hound you are!" Got it? Justin sent the email, saying wanted to help out his buddy and he would follow his instructions. He then text Mark the same, Mark text back open his email he is horny as fuck and needs you! Do it now! Justin text him back Okay! He put the mouse over the email, he could see it read Slut you ready for some big dick! Justin took a deep breath and opened the email. Slut boy, you have two minutes to send me your address, phone number. If I do not hear from you in the next two minutes I will block you. Justin emailed him back with his address and phone number and then went to look at his pictures. Wow, this guy had a hot body and he was young and hung. His profile says negative, what a relief Justin thought, then his phone buzzed. Fuck Just looked at it and it had to be this guy, Slut I am heading over be there in 20 min. Shower and clean out, I may want to taste that boy pussy. Justin had only done enema's twice before and he remembered he had one from the three pack. Justin got undressed and grabbed it from under the sink and followed his guys instructions. While he was cleaning up and out, Justin thought fuck what the hell am I doing. His dick was rock hard and he finished up and slipped on a jock and a pair of basket ball shorts and a tank top. Then his phone buzzed again. I am two minutes away, I want the door unlocked, you on your knees, I want you in a jock and nothing else. Justin Froze. The guys text do you hear me? Just text back okay. Text me when you are on your knees in front of the door with your eyes looking at the floor. Just quickly got in place and text him and it was not more than ten second later Justin hear the door open and he was so tempted to look up but he kept his gaze on the floor. He heard the guy say, fucking hot little slut! Keep looking down, Justin did and he saw the guys feet come into site. Work out shoes, maybe he had come from the gym? Just soon felt the guys crotch against his head and the guy said look up a little and kiss my dick you fag. Justin started to his the guys crotch, he was not sure he liked being called a fag but his dick was even harder for some reason. Was this guy actually straight, OMG. The guy let Justin kiss on his dick and balls and then he told Justin to suck his cock, Justin went to pull the guys short down and the guy slapped his head, Fucker I did not say take my shorts down, suck it right there like you have been kissing it. Justin was annoyed that he had hit him so hard but his dick seemed to like it and Justin sucked away at the guys dick and then without notice the guys pulled on the sides of his shorts and let his dick flop out. This is what the little fag has wanted all day isn't it. His and suck the head boy, Justin kissed the head and it was all cummy and then he licked it and sucked on it and took a little more in his mouth and really wanted to go deep but the guy held his head and said go slow faggot slut. Good boy, Just could feel him getting harder the more he sucked. The guy kicked off his shoes and said where is your bed fag? Justin pointed, the guys said, don't look at me just turn toward your room and go to the end of your bed and get on yours knees just like you were when I walked in. I will be right in.

Part eight Fuck, this has been the longest three weeks of my life. I've not been allowed to cum. I haven't been able to get fucked. I've thought about POZ cum flooding me constantly. The only release I've had is fucking my hole with a bunch of dildos. Hell, I even ordred some bigger ones for a good stretch. My husband laughs at me and jacks his cock off flushing the cum. BEAST told me I'd be getting an address after three weeks...tomorrow is three weeks since that message. I can't fucking wait to find out what's going on. Late Saturday afternoon, I was showering and feeding my hole when I got a text. It was from a number I didn't recognize...but it was an address. I got out of the shower and sat on the edge of the tub to look up the place. The streetview showed me a warehouse block downtown. I didn't know of any clubs down there and didn't want to leave my car. So, at 8:30 I ordered a Lyft. As I was leaving, my husband told me to have a good time. Fucker, he loved watching me squirm. I jumped in the Lyft noticing this sexy middle eastern man with furry fucking arms. He said hi and then ignored me. I was drooling. After 25 minutes, I looked up and couldn't tell where we were. "Umm, do you know how much longer?" "Not much, I took a shortcut." "Okay, I'm supposed to be there by 9pm." "Yes, you will be right on time." Damn, I thought to myself. I wanted to get there a little early to scope out the place. That won't happen now. I'll get there right at 9pm. As we pull up, I notice a door with a light on...but no other lights on the street. I got out and the driver took off. I was fucked now. I hesitated, and went to the door and pulled. It squeaked open to a dark room with a light on in the back. I entered letting the door close behind me. "Hello, BEAST?...Is anyone here?" Just then a red light flicked on in the center of the room. BEAST was sitting in a throne. Beside Him was a big black table...or so I thought. The entire thing was on a raised platform. "fag, strip and crawl to my feet." "Yes, BEAST." "The fag is not allowed to speak. It will do as it is told." I stripped down, folded my clothes, and left them near the door. I got on my hands and knees and started crawling toward BEAST. As I approached, I had to crawl up the steps. The metal was cold, I was shivering. I crawled over to BEAST and started licking His boots. I didn't dare look at him. "Good, fag. you have learned your place amoung Men." Just then, two hands grabbed my arms lifting me up. I was hooded. They drug me over to what looked like an altar. I was lifted up, laid down, and secured to the table. BEAST must have come with me. Just then pulled off the hood. It was just the two of us. "fag, do you like My new tattoo?" He turned around to show me His back. It was a giant biohazard tattoo. "Yes, BEAST." "Do you want to join my little family, fag?" "Umm...Yes, BEAST." "I can't hear you fag." "YES, BEAST!" "Good, you will not leave this space until you are one of My poz disciples." Then the hood was put back on. I was shaved on my chest and I heard a tattoo gun. Bzzt. "Oh fuck! What are you doing to me, BEAST?" "Marking you as mine, fag." After what seemed like half the night the tattoo gun stopped. BEAST said, "Yes, that looks mighty nice. my fag." Then I heard some strange mechanical noises. I was lifted up by my arms and legs, turned upside down, and lowered onto what felt like a fuck bench. Straps were placed over my thighs and back holding me down. *WHACK* I screamed. Not ready for the feeling of a leather strap on my back. *WHACK* More screaming. "Does the fag want me to stop?" "No, BEAST" "Then stop screaming fag. I can tell your pighole likes this the way it is grasping at the thin air." The beating went on for at least an hour. I was crying when it ended. Just then, I felt BEAST between my legs. I started thinking about all those piercings in His cock. I needed to feel Him in me. My hole was trying to suck Him in...it needed fed. "Please breed me BEAST. my pighole belongs to You, BEAST." "Yeah, fag? you want my poz cock ripping you up and knocking you up?" "YES, BEAST! PLEASE KNOCK THE FAG UP, BEAST!" Just then, He rammed the full length of His pierced cock in me. I screamed, no matter how ready I was, it hurt to have all that metal forced into my pighole. "Fuck, fag...I may have made You bleed a little. No worry though, it will just help my DNA find its way home along with the rest of my friends who are here tonight." What did I get myself into? Just then I heard chanting. It started soft, then got louder as people were getting closer. I couldn't tell what they were saying. Just then BEAST started chanting and fucking harder. "fag, this is my dark brotherhood. Do you accept membership into my dark family?" "Yes, BEAST." "fag, do you accept my poz gift?" "Yes, BEAST!" "fag, will you be a good disciple and bring others into the fold?" "YES, BEAST!" Just then, BEAST slammed into me snd I felt rope after rope shooting deep into my guts. "fag, you belong to my family. I own you. Do you understand?" "Yes, BEAST." "Good, now the rest of the family will join with you." The rest of the night, my hole was continuously filled with poz seed. When it started getting too full, it was fisted deeper into my guts. After what seemed like eight or nine hours, I was unshackled and lifted off the fuck bench. A plug was shoved in my hole and I was laid on a mattress. "Sleep now fag. This is your life for the next three to four weeks. You will be allowed to leave once your test comes back poz. The next morning, I woke up to my husband pulling the plug from my hole. He smiled at me as he lifted my legs over his shoulders. I felt his PA slide in and then his balls against my hole. He leaned down to kiss me and I saw it...a new tattoo... "You...you are poz now?" I asked. "Yes, and my strain is going to join with you now." "How, you aren't a bottom?" As he's fucking me ever so gently... "Remember the last time you were fucked? I had your other friends come over after you were kicked out. They did me the honor of knocking me up. All it took was a toothbrush and a scapula to open my hole. Each one of them shot in me. Brushing my insides. I got the test results yesterday. I felt like I had the flu. So, I'm highly toxic right now. Do you want me poz cum?" "YES, KNOCK UP YOUR MAN." Just then, he rammed his cock in and blew his load. --- For three weeks, I was bred and beaten. All of the men from the past few months were there breeding me. I lost track of the days. Then one morning I woke up sick. BEAST, my husband, Daddy, Boss, and Sir were surrounding me. They watched as my test come back showing I had converted. They held me down one last time and marked my ass cheek with a biohazard tattoo. The design was unique to the clan all started by BEAST. In a way, we all belong to HIM.

You really need to stop watching Fox “News.”

I only fuck faggots, not interested in gay men. A faggots place is to take cock and his reward is my load. How i deliver it or what he needs to do (or endure, like getting throatfucked) to get me off does not matter. Only my pleasure and satisfaction does. I am not a politically correct Master. Never was, never cared for any of stuff. My sub is there to be used rough. Period. I will do just that. If he doesnt like it, he can go on to the next cock.

Todd: I walked back over to the shower and turned the water off as soon as I heard Brian finish in the living room, and I walked out a minute after I heard his belt buckle. I hoped he had shot a huge load inside my girl, although I know she'd begged him not to. Most guys do. I wrapped the damp towel around my waist and strutted out of the bathroom, immediately noticing the smell of sex in the air. "All my clothes are out here," I said, as I crossed in front of the TV. I took my towel off and set it down on the couch right next to Brian, who was staring laser beams into the TV and working on his beer, apparently not noticing my semi-hard prick blowing in the wind not 3 feet from his face. "What's the score," I asked, as soon as I heard the commercial break start. "It's, it's…the same," he choked out, which I knew was wrong. Yep. As I casually put on some boxers, I looked over at my girl, who was pretending to watch TV too, and I saw the bright red hand prints on her neck even from where I was standing. My dick jumped, imagining my buddy pinning my girl down right there on my own couch and fucking her like he owned her, with me right inside the bathroom. That two-timing, backstabbing son of a bitch! I would deal with him later. "So what did you guys talk about?" I asked, putting on some joggers and a tank. "Brian was showing me how to get out of a chokehold," Sam said without missing a beat, making Brian cough on his beer a little. I pretended not to notice. "He didn't want to do it at first, but I kept asking him and asking him until he finally gave me what I wanted, didn't you, Brian?" she said, poking him playfully in the arm. Poor Brian jumped so high I was afraid he'd throw his beer across the living room. Then he quickly laughed, a little too loud, and managed, "Haha, yeah!" "Oh that's great," I said, putting on some socks, "I knew I could trust you to take care of my girl." Brian shifted and laughed awkwardly, making intense eye contact with the Meow Mix commercial in front of him, and obviously hoping I'd change the subject. "Babe, do you think you could help me carry the rest of the bags up from the car?" Sam asked me casually. Brian looked over at the bags already sitting by the door, probably thinking, How much stuff did she get? But he didn't say anything, and went back to trying to blend into the couch. I knew what my girl needed wasn't help unloading the car, but help loading up her slutty snatch again, and I didn't waste any time getting my shoes on after that. "Sure babe, let's go. We'll be back, Brian. You're not gonna go anywhere, are you?" I asked, staring at him meaningfully. "No, I'll be here," he said, relaxing visibly as Sam and I walked out the door and left him alone with his guilty thoughts. I could barely keep my hands off my girl after the door closed. I pushed her up against the wall right next to our apartment door and made out with her hungrily, slipping one hand up her shirt and another down her pants. She moaned quietly and put her arms around me. If anyone came out into the hallway they would see us like that, but I didn't care, I had to have her. My right hand found her pussy, and it was definitely wet. "Did my buddy cum inside you?" I whispered to her so Brian couldn't hear us on the other side of the door. She just nodded, with lust in her eyes. I slipped a couple fingers inside her, feeling my buddy's hot spunk inside my girl, the spunk he had shot up there barely a few minutes before. It was so wrong, and so hot, his spunk didn't belong inside her, only mine did. We both had to try so hard not to moan, or someone would hear us. I pulled my cummy fingers out of her twat and put them inside her mouth, and she sucked on them obediently. I immediately shoved my tongue inside her mouth and started kissing her, getting my first taste of my buddy Brian's cum, but definitely not my last. I somehow got my girl down to the parking garage without fucking her right there in the hallway, and we climbed into the back seat of the car like hungry animals, not caring anymore who the fuck heard us. I tore her pants off and buried my face in her cummy snatch before she could say anything. As she gasped for air and scratched and clawed at my back, I shoved my tongue as far up her pussy as I could, tasting Brian's forbidden cum, and wondering what he'd say if he could see me feasting on his hot jizz. Before I'd sucked all of my buddy's juice out of my girl, I moved up to share another kiss with her, and we made out greedily. "How did you get him to fuck you?" I asked her lustily, sliding two more fingers inside her. "I got him all hot and bothered with my bra and panties, and telling him how bad I needed a hard cock inside me," she said, gasping, "Then I said I'd tell you he grabbed my ass unless he fucked me. He stopped fighting me after that." Fuck, that made my dick jump. "You conniving bitch, did you at least tell him to put a rubber on?" "He slammed it in my pussy before I could say anything, so I let him fuck me without one." At this point my cock was so hard it was hurting, so I popped it out of my joggers and rubbed it over her pussy, wanting so bad to be inside her. "But that's so risky," I whispered, just inches away from her face, "he could give you something, and then you could give it to me," as I rubbed my precum onto her pussy lips, teasing her, "or he could knock you up, get you pregnant." I kissed her again, totally lost in the lust of the moment. "I didn't care," she whispered back hungrily after we broke away, "I just needed his rock hard cock inside me, I didn't care what he gave me!" "You dirty fucking slut! Taking my buddy's dick while I'm right there in the fucking shower! Did you at least tell him to pull out?" "Yes, I begged him to pull out so he didn't get me pregnant," she answered, as I started pressing my cock head inside her unfaithful snatch where my buddy's cock had just been. "But he wouldn't listen, he just put his hands around my neck and came inside me anyway. Now I might be pregnant with his babies!" The thought of my buddy choking out my girl and knocking her up after she'd begged him to pull out was too much for me, and I slammed my entire cock into her slutty twat with one thrust. Brian's cum around my unprotected cock felt amazing, and fucking his boys deeper into my girlfriend and into my piss slit got me so hot. Brian was part of the family now, whether he knew it or not, and what was his, was now both of ours, too. "Fuck, you nasty bitch, you make me so fucking hard, always letting other guys fuck you behind my back!" I was pounding her snatch so hard, making a sloshing sound with Brian's cum all over my hard prick, and she was pulling me into her desperately. "Are you gonna keep taking Brian's cum every time he comes over?" "Yes!" she whispered into my ear. "Good girl, you know it fucking drives me crazy when you do that shit." I kept pounding her as hard as I could, feeling my balls start to tingle. "You're such a nasty bitch, such a fucking cumslut, you're too good for me." I kept slamming her twat, and she kept moaning softly and pulling me in. "If you keep taking Brian's cum he's gonna make you pregnant, he's already marked you," I said, putting my hands on her neck, where I could still see Brian's fingers wrapped around it like he owned her. "Are you gonna mark me too, baby, just like Brian did?" she asked me, clearly wanting it. "Oh fuck yeah baby, you're mine, and don't you fucking forget it!" With that, I put my hands around my girl's neck, just like Brian had, making new hand prints on top of his, and feeling his warm cum all over my bare cock inside my girl, where it didn't belong. That son of a bitch had pretended to be my buddy, then choked out my girl and shot his cream inside her even though she'd begged him not to, all while my back was turned. Then he'd sat back down on the couch like nothing had happened, while his cum soaked into my girl's twat, maybe even making her pregnant. Well fuck him. Sam was mine, and I was gonna take her back. I looked down at my girl, and saw she couldn't really breathe with my hands choking her, but the obedient slut wasn't telling me to stop, so I just kept pounding Brian's cum into her and kept getting closer. Then finally she grabbed my wrists. She needed air, and I was the only one who could let her have it. She may have taken my buddy's cock and baby batter earlier, but she was totally mine now. That thought finally set me off, and my fat cock swelled up even harder as I slammed all the way inside my girl and shot rope after rope of my own jizz inside her slutty snatch to mix with Brian's. I have no idea how much of my cum I pumped inside her, but it felt like I was cumming for days. At some point I loosened my grip on her neck a little so she could breathe, but I kept my hands where they were to make sure she knew whose girl she was, mine. After I came down, I collapsed on top of her, pushing her into the car seat and smelling her hair, just like I imagined my buddy had done just 15 minutes before. She rubbed my back and my ass until I'd recovered. When I finally got up again, I saw I'd put new red marks on her neck. Perfect. If only she could see what a fucking slut she looked like right now, with two sets of red hand prints on her neck from two different guys, and two loads of hot jizz leaking out of her snatch with a bare cock still buried deep inside her. We got back up to the apartment and found Brian sitting in exactly the same spot, working on another beer. I wondered if he had any idea what we'd been up to, or how much dirty fun we'd just had playing in his spunk. Probably not. He probably thought he'd gotten away with breeding my girl behind my back, and that he was the only one with a secret, the sneaky bastard. "You took a while," he said to us. "Yeah, we got a phone call, from one of our friends," I improvised, hoping he wouldn't notice both our phones sitting on the dresser right next to him. "His girl was hooking up with one of his buddies, can you believe it?" I went on, kicking my shoes off casually and walking over to the couch. "He was pissed at first, but they worked it out in the end." I sat down on the couch next to him and put my arm around him, watching the commercial with him and kicking my feet up. He seemed uncomfortable, but he didn't say anything. My girl cuddled up next to me and I put my other arm around her, too. "Oh really?" Brian managed, definitely uncomfortable. "Yeah, bros before hos, you know?" I said. "And besides, now the two guys have something else in common, right?" "Uh, yeah, right," Brian said, almost definitely missing that I was talking about the girl they were both banging. "So what's the score, Brian?" I asked, nodding at the TV, which was still playing a commercial. "It's, uh, you know…the same." Haha, sure it is, buddy.

I had met up with this middle age guy over a year ago. He had a motel room. People stopping by. I dropped by and dropped a fast load in him. It seemed like a blur. He’s been asking for a repeat ever since. Then this past Friday it worked out. He asked me over to his house to do it again. Said he had someone else coming by too, and could I prelube his hole? Here in the outer-yet-still-affluent DC suburbs, in the past red politics type gravitate towards northern VA, and blue politic types towards MD. Even though that is changing fast, there are still pockets of deep red in the Northern VA suburbs. He lives in one of those. Way out on the rural edge, his neighborhood is a gated community. Seriously, two gates and a guard to get in. Manicured landscape, homeowners’ association-approved mailboxes . . . all propriety and safety. I park my pickup in the tiny two car garage drive. He greets me at the door wearing only a t shirt and takes me to the first floor master - leads me through HER house. His wife’s I mean. Her kitchen. Her tacky bric-a-brac. HER bedroom. And her’s it is. King size bed. Linens she obviously picked. Her dresser covered with her photos. Her bible on her nightstand! He’s already got a towel down on the end of the bed. Before he climbs on it, he spreads another on the floor below it, just in case. Nice. Dirty. He climbs on, legs in the air, and I am in him balls deep and raw. Ahhhhhhhh. feels so amazing having him squirm around wanting my dick. And I’m fucking away in and out head swimming like it does. Her pictures. Her decorations. “She’ll be gone all day volunteering, don’t worry,” he said. Worry? Worry? I was just hoping she would walk in. They’ve probably been married 30 years. It would blow her mind to find him ass up taking raw dick IN THEIR BED. And best of all her dirty pig dick-loving slut husband was getting fucked again after me. There. Her bath towels are catching juices from his precum slick ass. I would love to make it last but HER BIBLE SITTING ON THE NIGHTSTAND LIKE SHE ACTUALLY READS IT is just too much. I blew my load hard inside him FUCK a huge load. FUCK FUCK FUCK what a mind trip. Conservative values in this country are the sham. They are fake news. Imagine how “Christian” she’d be to him if she caught him. Probably not as accepting as she is about what President Trump did to Melanoma.

It's been a little over two years now since I got the letter that changed my life. Like any other day, I came home from work and checked the mail. There was a hand-printed envelope on linen paper. I opened all the other mail first, saving the best for last. Inside was an invitation to a weekend party. It was from Tom, a guy I’d met at the baths. Tom was an easy-going sort, who made me to open up to him. Among other things, I admitted that I found conversion stories sexy and appealing. Tom told me he was POZ. By legal definition, he had AIDS, but to look at him you’d never know. Seeing him fucking and sucking at the baths made me want to be like him and POZ. I’d fantasized about getting AIDS and passing it to others, more than I cared to admit. Up till then my fantasies had been confined to my imagination. They could hardly have been otherwise, since I was neg. But now I had a invitation to a weekend party of his. It emphasized a group of “POSITIVELY-MINDED MEN,” and " BAREBACK SEX." No misinterpreting that. It was a Conversion Party. My dick was hard and dripping. No way could I turn that down. A weekend with a group of horny guys into HIV and AIDS! Fuck, yeah, I wanted to attend! The invitation was RSVP. I called Tom up and told him I was coming. The party was three weeks off. I daydreamed about it constantly, replaying my twisted fantasies in my mind. I told myself I was headed for a king-size let-down. But it could turn out to be the kind of sick symposium I’d dreamt about. The party was set for Friday night till Sunday noon. The invitation said clothing would be checked at the door, so I needn’t worry about what to wear. I'm decent looking guy and in good shape, so I didn’t expect I’d disappoint anyone. And, judging from what I’d seen at the baths, Tom’s tastes in men and mine were similar. The others in attendance would be at least a pleasant eyeful. I told my lover I’d be gone till Sunday noon. We have a really open relationship. We’ve teased each other about who’s the bigger whore, and who'd be the first to catch an STD and pass it to the other. I rang the doorbell, and this cute little guy about my age opened up. He was wearing only briefs, which did little to mask his heavy cock and balls. " I'm Mike. And you are?" "I’m Joey." He picked up a list of attendees. "Got it." He crossed off my name and pointed to a door. "You can undress in there, and I'll lock up your clothes and valuables. Don’t worry about a thing. I’ve been doing this for three years now and haven’t lost a hankie.” I entered the bathroom off the hall and slid out of my jeans, sneakers, and polo-shirt. The house was well-appointed and expensive. I returned to the hall wearing only my briefs and found Mike greeting a little doll of a boy who looked no older than 20 or 21. His name was Sam. Mike introduced us . “Give me your briefs,” he said. "Everyone else is nude. I'm just wearing since I’ve got to answer the door." His extended hand waited for my underwear. The guys appraised me as I stripped. My dick had grown semi-hard, and Sam was titillated. "I gotta get a piece of that before I leave. Sure hope you’re one of those.” Sam entered the bathroom to undress, not closing the door as I had. Mike winked as he folded my clothes. I wondered what Sam meant by "one of those." Mike told me to go on back and join the others. “You won’t have any trouble finding them. Straight down the hall. Just listen for the music and the voices.” A dozen guys were lounging about, sitting, standing, lying, drinks in hand, talking and laughing. A quick assessment told me I'd been right. They were all quite nice. One guy was fiftyish, a daddy-type for sure. Another looked like a high school kid. And everyone else was somewhere in-between. But they had one thing in common. They were all appealing—good-looking, healthy (I supposed), sexy, American males. A couple of the guys came up and introduced themselves. One handed me a beer. Another pointed to the joints on the table. I noticed Sam, now nude, had entered and was socializing. Guys were still arriving. And some were getting pretty soused. Personally, I hadn't had much to eat and the cocktail and the weed quickly took its toll. I suspected others were feeling likewise. About that time Tom appeared. Apparently he'd been waiting for the last guest to arrive, because Mike, the greeter, came in behind him. Tom turned down the music and called for quiet. He welcomed everyone and said he was glad we could attend. "You all know what we’re here for, and that’s lots of good sex. But apart from that, I know a lot of you have personal objectives. You know who you are—so I won’t go into that. I hate to restate the obvious, but there are ground rules. Oral is okay, but stick primarily to fucking. Make sure when you cum, it’s in someone’s ass. . Switch positions often—and I don't mean missionary and doggie-style.” Guys giggled nervously. "I mean be top as well as bottom. Give as well as you get. Share your seed. Change partners often. Don’t do the same guy twice till you’ve done us all. Charge up as many guys as possible. Take as much ass-cum as you can. And anyone found in the possession of a condom will be asked to leave.” "There are 20 of us here, not counting me. 12 of you are neg, and 8 are poz. That puts the odds at 40% of taking a charged load. Don’t ask anyone his status nor reveal your own, which could change at any minute." I felt my knees go weak. This was a party planned around RAW FUCKING with guys into AIDS and HIV, an assemblage of Gift Givers and Bug Chasers. These guys, like me, were out to fuck and be fucked raw, HIV and AIDS be damned. "Don’t be too quick to wash the cum out of your ass. But bath and shower, replete with towels, are down the hall and on the right. There’s also the john where you came in and one downstairs. The den has porn vids running continuously. Same with the rec room in the basement. Both are good places to catch a catnap. You’ll find plenty of snacks in the kitchen, but please avoid that area between 7 and 8 AM and 4 and 5 tomorrow. That’s when the caterers come in. “As most of you know, there’s a variety of lube and weed and poppers at the bar. Do anything and anyone you like." Tom’s last risqué remark sparked a massive, marathon orgy. Guys were pairing up everywhere. They were piling onto couches and the pillows and mats that lined the carpet. A hungry hand groped my ass, and I turned around to find Mike, the greeter. "Ready for some action, stud?" His throbbing cock betrayed concupiscence. "Sure am." We wound our way past a maze of tangled bodies to a vacant mattress in the corner. He fell on top of me, and his dickhead probed my ass. He hastily smeared some lube on me, and used the rest to coat his cock. With two powerful thrusts he entered me then paused as I absorbed his fullness. Our lips connected; our tongues entwined. He slid his big dick in and out of me. He fucked with slow, deliberate strokes, almost entirely withdrawing before plunging in me to the hilt. I matched him stroke for stroke, meeting his invading shaft with my eager cum-hungry ass. I wanted to milk the cream out of this man. I moaned in lust for the d-i-s-e-a-s-e. "Fuck me, Mike. I want it," I said between his thrusts. "What do you want, Joey?" he asked as he pulsed into me. "Tell me what you really want." "I WANT YOUR POZ CUM, MAN. I WANT YOU TO PUMP ME FULL OF H-I-V!" That sent him over the edge. His pounding became furious. "YOU’RE SO FUCKIN’ TWISTED, MAN. YOU WANT MY VENOM IN YOUR ASS.” "Well take it, then!" "Shit, yeah, Mike. Cream my ass! Please shoot in me!" He lunged forth viciously as his thick cock spasmed in my hole. Hot blasts of noxious seed violated my guts. The deadly virus invaded me with every fiery jab. I ground my buttocks against him to absorb his lethal load. He stopped, hips jutted forward, his dick impaling me as far as it would go. We lay there in the aftermath. Quietly he said, "You're pretty obvious about being NEG. Don’t give it away. Everyone here wants POZ JIZZ, either to infect or reinfect them. Keep ‘em guessing. Don’t disappoint by letting them know you’re neg. You may not be much longer." With that he pulled out and wandered off, seeking someone else to poz or be pozzed by. I didn't waste time worrying about his status. If not him, then someone else would do me, I was sure. Ravenous, with unfulfilled carnality, I approached the bar in hope a beer might quench my prurient thirst. A fortyish guy did the same. After a minute of small talk, he cut to the chase. "You wanna fuck or be fucked first?" "I want to fuck you, dude,” I said. I gotta get this load up someone's ass before I cum." Unceremoniously we made our way to a mat, and he raised his legs to take my seed. I imagined I was poz and was infecting him. For all he knew I was. Regardless, the tight mancunt beneath his balls proved a succulent receptacle. It didn't take me long to shoot. We traded places and his dick slid easily in my cum-lubed hole. As he drew close I licked the purple bruises on his neck. Wet with spittle they seemed to glow. KS lesions? Probably. The guy had AIDS. Suddenly inspired I pummeled my ass against his pubes to meet the penetration of his noxious cock. And when I felt him tensing, I ground my ass against him, to suck out every drop of toxic cum. He winked at me as he withdrew, but I clasped my hands behind his back and wouldn’t let him go. He knelt there, staring down at me, a cynical smile transfiguring his face. He held his right arm out to me, palm up and turned away, revealing a large lesion, halfway between his armpit and his elbow. He pressed it to my lips, and I began to lick and suck it till the skin around it reddened. He stood straight up, his ankles planted firmly against my ribs. His cock, now shrunken to a fraction of its former mass, spewed forth a golden stream aimed directly at my gaping mouth, but raining down on neck and shoulders, dribbling past my ears and pits, onto the surface of the rubber mat. The guys around us applauded. His defecation done, he set out in pursuit of other pleasures. Hastily I retrieved a towel to dry myself and the urine from the mat. From there, the party blurred—whether from the weed, or beer, or lack of nourishment, or merely from the aberrant thrill of being a participant in such decadent behavior—I cannot tell. For the next 36 hours I fucked and got fucked by guys at least as debauched as I. It became obvious, as time went by, from casual conversations and off-the-cuff remarks—I was in good company—with men as hell-bent on self-annihilation as myself. As the party went on and guys got spent. A lot of us were eating or dozing or merely watching, and only a few were actively fucking as the rest of us egged them on. When I fucked before the group, I heard them urge the top to poison me. I wondered if there was a single neg present who had escaped at least one charged load. I was soon to get an answer. Near noon on Sunday Tom had each poz guy stand up for accolades. 7 of my 15 loads were POZ. The second guy I’d fucked, the guy who pissed on me, actually did have AIDS. My rod ballooned as I as I recalled each episode. The young man, Sam, hadn't been so fortunate.. He was the sole participant who had managed to avoid every poz guy present. Defiantly, he lay down before the group and raised his legs. He dared any Giver to step forward and pump a charged load in him. Tom intervened before anyone could react. “Being poz the longest and having fucked the least, I figure I deserve first crack at you.” We all cheered as our host plowed into Sam. After Tom, a couple other poz guys mounted him, in what turned out to be, for Sam, a very effective climax. Tom reminded us that, in a week or two, we might get sick. He’d hosted these poz parties annually for the past three years, and we’d be invited back. He kept a roster of similar affairs with other groups and individuals. If anyone remained unconverted, a rematch was available, with himself or one of his poz buddies. He urged us lucky ones to share the seed, overtly or covertly. I took his words to heart. 12 days later I fell ill and stayed home from work. In the coming months I was a nervous wreck till I got my test results. . That evening I had my dick up my boyfriend’s ass as usual, in the intimate fuck you do with someone you've screwed a hundred times. "I got my test results back today." He flinched, but kept on fucking. "So you’re pozzing me?" "I guess." We kissed, as he pushed up to accept my jizz and welcome the inevitable. His acquiescence turned me on. I must have spewed a cup of venom into him.

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.

I have been a trucker for quite a while, often making the run from Montréal to Chicago. My favourite place to stop in Gary, Indiana. There is a chain truck stop there that is right across from a small porn shop with private booths. I go there to watch a porn. Frequently I'll get down on my knees and suck a dick. I sometimes call my wife and family after while in my sleeper, I can feel and taste the semen from the guy I sucked in my mouth as I converse with my family. It seems so nasty to have it in my mouth as I talk to them. Last month was a turning point of sorts. I was walking out of the place back to the truck stop when I was stopped by another guy who was also leaving. He was a few steps behind me and asked “Got a light?” Pausing, I passed him my lighter. “I have seen you here before” he commented, unsure how to respond. He did, however, know how to keep me on the hook as he remarked "Whatever you are looking for, I would love to help you find it.” I stammered “I can't let the others see me talking to you here. Watch where I go and later come to my truck. The driver's door will be unlocked. Just act as though you are the driver of it. Okay?” He nodded and I turned and walked. I was so nervous. Mixture of emotions churning inside me. This had become more personal and the anonymity was gone. My cock and butt both were tingling at the same time. I didn’t look back as I walked across the street then through the parking lot to my truck. I opened to door and jumped into the cab. I pulled the curtains shut and sat on the bunk. A long long period passed when finally I herd the door latch and then the door opened. His blond head appeared first as he climbed up into the cab. He sat on the seat while I sat glued to the bunk, virtually speechless, even as I recognized the nice tight young body in the cab of my truck with me. “So, do you know why I'm here” he asked as he dropped onto his knees, shuffling across the three foot gap between the seat and the bunk. “I'm here to fuck with a big burly trucker, 'cause I fuckin' love fucking around with married guys.” My cock was like a flag pole. This young guy was a little slut and there I was with him. He popped my cock out and started sucking. He put a hand up and pushed me back so I was laying on the bunk. He was sucking me and then propped one of my legs up on a shelf. I felt his finger probe my asshole. Oh this felt good. I was very close to cumin' when he stopped, got this his feet and returned to the seat. “Do you like that?” he asked. “Oh fuck yeah. It feels great,” I replied. He then pointed to the picture in my cab asking “Is that your family?” I replied it was. He smiled saying it made him hot to see the family the people that trusted me to be faithful when I was out on the road. Then he got to his feet and shoved his erect cock in my face. “So, what do you want more? To be faithful to your family or to fuck around with me?” I grabbed his hips and put my mouth around his mushroom headed dick. I sucked him slowly but eagerly. Fuck he tasted good. I reached between his legs and poked my finger into his butt hole. It felt warm, wet and slimy. I popped his cock out of my mouth and looked up. He looked down at me “Relax, it's cum - from guys who fucked me earlier today. Yeah, I know I'm a slut. You should probably tell me to leave because I want to make you like me.” It was like I was hearing a rattlesnake warning but I became willing to dangle myself in its strike zone. My cock was throbbing as he told me to turn around. I was in a trance of lust as I complied. Turning around and getting on all fours on my bunk. I felt his mouth and tongue on my asshole. He was eating me, tonguing my ass, fingering me deeper and deeper. I felt him rise and he was obviously fumbling with something. Next, the picture of my family was floating down toward the bunk as he obviously threw it in front of me. At the same time, his cock started rubbing at my asshole. "Take a good look at them. You're not going to be able to stop fucking her. You're not going to be a good father if you take me in your hole, and you’ll be worse when you get home 'cause you know what you're going to do to your wife. Right?” My cock grew harder and was throbbing like never before. He knew I was super horned-up. “Tell me what you’ll do to your wife, even 'though you've let me fuck you.” I couldn’t deny what I was thinking any longer. "I’m going to continue fucking her, even though I have been fucked like this.” His cock slipped into my ass. It felt so good. He started pumping me faster and faster. Then my phone rang. He stopped “Answer it. I'll be quiet," he promised. I reached for the phone and answered it on speaker. He continued to fuck me slowly. “Hi, Honey, how are you?” the voice on the other end asked. “I'm great” I replied. I continued conversing as the guy steadily pumped my asshole. I could feel his cock swelling inside me. He bent down and whispered into my ear “If you really love her, hang up and I'll stop. If you tell her you love her I will cum into you - with all the risks of my unprotected slut-cock blowing its load in your hole.” It was like I reached a corner. I realized what I was looking for in the porn shop - a reason to never stop going there. “I love you babe. I miss you, and can't wait to see you,” I said to my wife as his steaming hot cum flowed deep inside of me. He reached down and hit the hang-up up button on my phone. "Tonight is your first night as a slut” he said just as the phone began to ring. I got dressed and went with him back to the porno shop as my phone continued to ring away. That night I didn’t just suck a couple of cocks: I pushed my ass to the hole and took all the fuckers I could. It occurred to me that I was not just delivering a load from Montreal to Chicago. I could be bringing a hot load back from my long hauls ... deep inside me.

So some good news… The UK gave up on their porn filter because emerging technologies were being deployed that would make it impossible to enforce the law. Here's a basic run down of how things can be blocked now and how that's all changing… When you type in something like https://breeding.zone what happens is that your computer asks a DNS server for the IP address of the server. That request happens in clear text, so the DNS provider (probably your ISP) and everyone between your computer and the DNS provider know that you asked for the IP address for Breeding Zone. The DNS provider probably won't have the IP address, so they then have to ask my DNS server for the IP address. That's also done in clear text, but it's less of an issue since it's server-to-server. No one can tell that YOU made the initial request (unless you're dumb enough to run your own DNS server that only you use). OK, so next your browser has the IP address and it connects to BZ's server. You entered HTTPS at the beginning so it knows the connection needs to be encrypted. That sounds great, the problem is on the first, initial connection, it needs to send the domain name of the site in clear text because my server handles multiple sites on the IP address. Each one could possibly have a different encryption certificate, so the domain name has to be sent in clear text so it knows which site's certificate should be used. This is called "SNI" (Server Name Indication). Before there was SNI you could only have one encrypted site per IP address. So once again, everyone between you and my server knows you asked for a page from Breeding Zone. After that point everything is encrypted. The only thing anyone can tell is that you're talking to some site on a particular IP address. They can do a query and find out what sites are on that IP, but they can't tell which site you're on or what it is that you're viewing. So the British government decided that the way they were going to enforce their law is to block sites that violated the law at the DNS level. They'd force everyone in the UK to use a UK-based DNS server and then they'd require everyone running a DNS server to block sites that were in violation. That's how most firewalls restrict access to particular sites (say a corporation that doesn't want you looking at porn on company time). Then came encrypted DNS, which encrypts the DNS request so it's no longer sent in clear text (which is a VERY good thing). There are two leading contenders – DNS over TLS ("DoT") and DNS over HTPPS ("DoH"). Corporations and governments like DoT because the DNS requests are happening on their own port, so the corporation/governemtn can block people on a network from using anything but the approved DNS server. DoH however is a complete game changer because, to the network, the DNS request looks like a normal web request, not a DNS request. It uses the same port that you'd use to retrieve an encrypted web page. That means there is no way for the corporation or government to block you using DNS. That's what ended the idea of a porn block in the UK – DoH makes it impossible for them to block anyone. If you can't enforce the law, then there's no point going forward with it. But actually, they could still enforce they law – they'd just have to listen to the web request and block requests based on the domain name that's passed in clear text in the initial request. So that means SNI can be used against you. A number of people tried to close that loophole, but no one could figure out a way that would actually work. Then the guys at Cloudflare (one of the big cloud hosting companies) devised a plan. They're calling it ESNI (encrypted SNI). Basically when you make an encrypted DNS request instead of just getting the IP address you'll also get an encryption certificate. Once you have that, you can encrypt the domain name in the initial request. The issue is that governments and corporations could simply block anyone doing a request with ESNI, or they could block particular IP addresses that host the "problem" sites. That's where Cloudflare comes in. They're HUGE. They've committed to deploying DoH and ESNI for all their customers. And they plan on randomly hosting a variety of sites on any particular IP address. That means that any government that tries to block all requests that use ESNI or block any particular IP address will be blocking quite a few "legit" sites along with the problem ones. That means blocking will fail when granny can't get to her recipe site because the government blocked the IP. The big companies like Clouflare and Google aren't pushing this stuff to help porn. They're doing it for people like the Chinese who are behind the "Great Firewall of China" and don't have access to balanced news sources. It probably irks Google to no end that they have to censor their results for the Chinese. This will end that. Sure, Google.cn will have the censored results. But when DoT and ESNI are widely deployed the Chinese will be able to go to Google.com for uncensored results. And I should mention DoH is available now and easy to use. Simply use Firefox, go into preferences, search for "DNS" and turn it on. Hopefully soon Apple and Microsoft will make it an option so all requests done by your device are done via DoH, but for now it's just the requests done by Firefox. ESNI is still being tested, but will probably be ready for widespread deployment in the near future (~1-2 years).

What I find strange is the number of tops who do the reverse: show no signs of cumming, don't say anything, just stop fucking and walk away without showing any reaction or letting me lick their dick clean. And then I find a big load leaking out of me. I'm happy, but dudes, you don't need to stealth me. I have noticed this more recently, often when I am on a fuck bench in a bathhouse, and usually earlier in the night before I have a few loads in my ass that might make it harder to tell. In the last month I had a couple of scenarios. One where I got fucked by four or five guys on a bench and didn't think any of them came in me, but when I got up my ass was leaking and there was a pool of cum on the floor that wasn't there before. At least three loads worth. Another night I got fucked by a guy who finished and just walked away. About an hour or two later he was fucking me again and I was begging him "I really need your cum in me" and he responded "Again?". I think he thought I didn't recognize him from earlier, but it was just that I didn't know he had cum in me before. This is most common when I have taken a decent amount of cock and maybe a load or two. A lot of the cum has ended up in my mouth from licking the Cum off the cocks who fucked me, even if it is just cum from previous cocks. It's hard for me to judge if I have one load or three in my ass when half a dozen cocks have been pistoning in and out. But I am starting to think I may be undercounting loads!

Lucky slut, love to be there in that sling.

As you directly ask me to do so, and as the Moderators have left your post intact, I will indeed answer you. First, a few general observations before I touch on the various questions you ask in your reply to my post: It is clear from your narrative and from your use of English that you are not a citizen of the United States and hold certain opinions regarding Americans based on stereotypes that distort your views. It is also plain that you have strong views about the gay community, lifestyle, culture, and associated social issues, views so strong that they warp the way you understand what I and others write in our posts here. My comments below will attempt to clarify matters. I will not, however, address you, as you request, like you're a "5 years old boy"; this discussion would be incomprehensible - never mind inappropriate - to the average five-year-old. This paragraph illustrates that you did not, or do not, understand my discussion from the point of view of a trained sexual service bottom. In the order that the questions are asked: • It is my duty, my purpose, and my responsibility as I see it to ensure that the Top who chooses to use me for his pleasure receives the best service and satisfaction I can provide. My own physical gratification is not the goal, and indeed, I may suffer discomfort or pain to accomplish my purpose. But I also feel great satisfaction, not necessarily from the sex, but from the pride in knowing that I succeeded in pleasing the Top. • Hate sex? Don't be absurd. Neither am I concerned at all that a Top would think me a "loser". The thought simply doesn't occur to me. The Top may think what he wishes of me if it enhances his sexual experience. • No, I do not think negatively about myself because I am giving my ass, nor do I hold any such rubbish belief about anal sex being unnatural. This is such a bizarre notion that I can't help wondering if you're projecting something you're dealing with yourself - in which case I would reassure you that there's nothing to be concerned about or ashamed of. But I digress. • Letting Tops "use and abuse" me does not cause me to lose self-respect or love of life - quite the reverse. I am a very purpose-driven individual and I find it a highly enriching endeavor. • I am not your, or anyone's sister, nor do I subscribe to the particular view of gay culture characterized by such labels. I am perfectly proud of who I am, and my self-esteem is just fine, thank you. I am a man, and further, I am a son, a brother, a father, and have been a husband. I do not relate well to other men who refer to each other in female terms. Another member of my family is a working drag performer, and that is a very different world. I do not "sign" any such thing. Your conclusions are manufactured out of whole cloth by your own bias. As it happens, I am staunchly against all of those things, and act, speak and write accordingly. Your perception that I "sign" otherwise comes entirely from you. Clearly, none of this has anything to do with what I wrote, or the topic of the thread, which I would gently remind you is "Submissive Tops". You used the opportunity to threadjack in order to air your manifesto. My post just happened to be your springboard. But, you did specifically ask, so out of courtesy I will specifically tell you - yes, you're quite wrong. Wrong about me, wrong about Americans and America, and wrong about the way men from all over the world cordially discuss things with each other here on BZ. I consider this tangential matter closed, and with apologies to @Sharp-edge, I would direct everyone's attention back to the pressing question of the care and feeding of service Tops.

This will be few short stories of innocent young men being corrupted....... First Story.... Jake and John were young couple. Jake was 23 YO white man and Juan was 28 YO Dominican. They met when they were still young at some rave. Jake was only 17 YO when they met and Juan took advantage of a young Jake tripping on E and took Jake's virginity. Juan and Jake used lots of drugs and partied around that time. Whenever they had sex, Juan usually fucked Jake while he was tripping high from partying. They also had sex with others when they partied. Jake started to get more and more interested in topping as well so often they picked up a bottom boy or two to fuck together. They started to get heavier into the PNP scene and fucked around a lot. One night, they picked up a cute Asian bottom from a club who invited them to his place. When they got there, there were few other men partying and having sex. The party was being hosted by a big black man who was the BF of the Asian bottom who spotted Jake and Juan a while ago to create an opportunity to play all together. There were lots of drugs being passed around. Asian boy was a nurse so he prepared few rigs and they all slammed. The party got wild and more and more people kept on coming over. Jake and Juan played with the Asian boy who turned out to be a really submissive bottom. They started to play the homemade vid of the black man host using younger bottoms to fuck with his huge cock. Jake was loving watching bottoms being used on the screen and started to get wilder on the Asian. He slapped the boys ass so hard and made lots of handprints on him. Asian boy seemed to love it more as harder Jake slapped him. The host came over to us and invited us to his play room in the basement. Jake didn't want pull his cock out so carried the asian boy to the play room while his cock was still embedded in the hole. The host repositioned and got ready to DP the tight Asian hole along Jake's cock. He gave some K to the asian boy helping him to open up to take both their cocks. They fucked the bottom hard for few minutes and stopped when the black man started to piss inside the boy's ass while fucking. This triggered Jake to start pissing as well and as they pumped in and out, it srarted to leak out of hole onto the floor. The Asian boy was just a rag doll at this point and both Jake and the black man used his body to jerk off their cocks. There were lots of other people around them pissing and fucking and the whole place reeked of sex, sweat and piss. This party lasted for a day or so and Jake played with the submissive asian bottom the whole time using the boy as his personal cum and piss dump. They also got carried away and shared needles with someone to slam. Few days later after sobering up, they got a bit scared so got tested and found out they were positive. Juan stopped partying and decided to live a healthier life style but Jake took the news badly. He started to party more and fucked around more. He also started to explore his piggy side more and more. His main target was young asian bottoms as Jake somehow blamed the Asian bottom for leading him to that sex party that night. He lured young innocent asian boys with good looks and charmed them to bed. Once he got them in bed, he used drugs or just physical strength to overpower them and use them for his pleasure.

What you describe, is the bottom that usually gets my cock and load, especially when I am getting ready to leave. I don't have to wonder if you are only there for the attention, or can only take a few strokes before you need a break. If I've already shot a load or 2 it is a bonus if you are already loose and ready to go. I'm also an exhibitionist that likes to fuck in public. As a versatile guy trying to get fucked I have as much luck bending over in the public areas or hopping in the sling, as I do going the more descreet route, with a little less aggravation.

I’d start out with a drink or two at Tool Shed (leather/Levi/cigar bar). Thursday night is underwear night with free clothing check. Cruise the action there, then All Worlds Annex is only 11 blocks away (12 min walk / 2 min drive). Tool Shed is cash only. All Worlds Annex is $25, which comes with a towel & a lock for the lockers. They have lockable toilets to clean up/clean out, but you’ll need to bring your own supplies. There is usually a nice crowd of frisky guys at Tool Shed, but limited play on the premises. All Worlds Annex is hit or miss on the weekdays, and tends to attract tweakers — which could be good or bad depending on your interests.

I’ve tried most of them. Zoo is the most consistent for quantity and quality. All bb of course.

Chapter 19 I'd been home for a couple of months now and life had returned to a mostly normal routine of work, hanging with friends and lots of sex. I was busy but happy. The only thing bugging me now was my housing situation. When I first moved to the city I'd thought I'd found the perfect place but turns out my building had a lot of issues I wasn't aware of not to mention with my office's recent relocation to a different neighborhood it took me a lot longer to commute each day, so I'd decided to find a new place. I talked with Scotty and he was kind enough to hook me up with the real estate agent he'd used a few years ago. Lucas and I had been corresponding by email for a couple weeks so I wasn't really prepared for when we finally met. It was safe to say Scotty had definitely left out a few things. He was fucking gorgeous. He was tall, had to be close to 6'6" and didn't look like he had an ounce of fat on his tight muscular body, I hated him already. I guessed he was somewhere in his late twenties with short dark brown hair styled in a messy way that made him look even hotter. He had dark green eyes with a strong jaw line that was sporting a couple days worth of stubble. I had no idea if he was gay or not and frankly didn't really care, I'd bend over for this guy anytime. I learned he also had a deep sexy voice and firm grip when he greeted me and shook my hand. "Hi Kevin, it's great to finally meet you." "You too Lucas." Damn I could get lost in those eyes, fuck I needed to focus. "So I've got a couple of places I think you'll like," he said as we entered the first building and headed up to the apartment. "It's on the tenth floor, has one bedroom one bathroom but it's pretty big by city standards." He opened the door for me and let me enter first. As I walked past him I took a deep breath, fuck me, he even smelled good. The apartment was nice but just didn't speak to me so we left and headed to the next building. As we were riding down the elevator we kept stopping at almost every floor to pick up people. Pretty soon Lucas and I were smashed up against the back wall of the elevator. We stopped on the third floor and one more guy got on. I was forced to shift over a little and found myself with my back to Lucas. Okay so yes, I might have taken advantage of the situation and leaned back into him a bit. As we neared the lobby I swear I could feel something start to poke me in my ass so of course I pressed back even more. All too soon we reached the lobby and everyone emptied out. I glanced at Lucas's crotch and noticed he was definitely growing down there. "So how do you know Scotty," he asked as we started walking the couple of blocks to the next building. "God, I've known Scotty for years." "Oh cool, so did you guys ever date?" I started chuckling. "Oh god sorry, I just assumed you were gay like Scotty." "Oh Lucas you're fine, I am gay. I'm laughing because I can't picture Scotty ever dating anyone. That boy likes to fuck way too much to ever settle down with one guy and if he ever did, his partner would have to be as big a whore as he is." He was smiling, "you have a good point. I've heard rumors about him, just wasn't sure if they were true." "So you guys never hooked up then?" "No we had a very professional relationship. Honestly I haven't really seen him other than in passing for the last couple of years." "Ahh, well trust me if you worked with him now I'm sure he'd have you naked in seconds fucking your amazing ass." He grinned at me, "I don't get fucked but it's nice to know you think my ass is amazing." We'd reached the next building and the doorman let us in before I had a chance to respond. "Okay so this is another one bed one bath apartment with a recently renovated kitchen." "Great can't wait to see it and yes your ass is amazing," I said as I exited the elevator. He opened the door to the apartment and again stepped aside to let me enter first. This time as I moved by him I made sure to graze the front of his pants with my hand, "nice crotch too." Damn, I liked this apartment. It had an open concept so it made the space feel bigger than it was. The bedroom wasn't huge but it was still a good size. The owner had already moved out so the space was empty. "What do you think of the place?" "It's perfect." "The previous owner moved out of state and it's been on the market for awhile so I think they're pretty motivated to sell." "I think this is the one, I'd like to make an offer." "Excellent." He was grinning from ear to ear. "Fuck you are so handsome." My cock was starting to grow. He noticed and his grin got even bigger. "So tell me Kevin, are you as big a slut as Scotty?" "Hmm not sure anyone's as slutty as he is but I certainly try my best. So does your office have a policy about fucking around with clients?" I moved closer so I was standing right in front of him. "They certainly do. However, I feel very strongly about making sure my customers always have a positive home buying experience and I'm prepared to help them achieve that anyway I can." With that he grabbed my crotch, leaned down and gave me kiss. He broke off the kiss and placed his hands my shoulders pushing me down to my knees. "Take my cock out and show me just how slutty you really are." I undid his pants releasing a huge 9" throbbing cock that was already leaking a ton of precum. "Ahh fuck, that's it get him nice and wet since that's the only lube you're getting" I tried to get as much of his cock in my mouth as I could but only made it a few inches. He didn't seem to mind as he was moaning like crazy. After about ten minutes my jaw was killing me not to mention my hole was itching to be wrecked. I pulled off his dick, dropped my pants, got on all fours and presented my ass to him. "Enough foreplay breed me now!" "Fuck you've got a nice hole. I can tell you're definitely no virgin but I'm still going to love stretching out that cunt." "Less talking more fucking. Come on man I need your load." He slowly started shoving his dick inside me. Oh my god he was big and thick. He made it to my second hole and I couldn't wait any longer so I moved backwards to meet his thrust causing him to sink all the way in. "Holy fuck you're so big," I yelled out. "Shit man, I've never had anyone take my cock so easily. Your cunt's so silky, feels so damn good." "Seriously Lucas, pound my fucking ass hard." He started to pick up speed and it felt amazing. "That's it, harder fucking harder, destroy my hole. You want to sell me this condo you need to fuck me harder man." "You fucking slut, you like it rough huh. You're going to buy this condo you fucking faggot or I'm never going to breed your cunt again." "Holy shit yes that's it man harder." He went for it and started pounding my ass even rougher. I was in heaven moaning like a bitch in heat. Pretty soon I could feel his cock start to spasm in my cunt firing off shot after shot of hot cum. I clamped down hard and milked every last drop from his cock. He slowly pulled out and I immediately turned around and started cleaning off his cock. "Fuck you're so nasty licking the cock that just breed your cunt." "Got that right, can't waste a drop of cum." While I continued licking his dick my hand found its way to his ass and I started to run my finger around his hole. "Watch the finger man I don't like guys playing with my ass." "Seriously, you've never been eaten out before?" "Yeah no way man, I don't get fucked." "Nobody said anything about fucking just rimming your tight butt a little. Try it son trust me you'll love it." "I don't know man," he still protested even though he turned around and showed me his perfect bubble butt. I placed my hand on his back and got him to bend over. I started out slowly running my tongue over his hole. His body jumped and he started to moan. "Oh fuck, that's not what I expected." "Feels good huh." "Oh man yes, please don't stop." I dove back in and really went to town on his beautiful hole. I removed my tongue and replaced it with my fingers. "To be the best top you really should bottom at least once so you know what your bottom's feeling as you pound his cunt." I was up to three fingers and he seemed to be really enjoying himself. "See, having things up your ass isn't so bad now it's it." "Wow, had no idea! feel so good." He stuttered out as I continued to finger him. I pulled out and he gasped. "So empty please but them back." "I think you're ready for something else now." I didn't give him any time to react, simply stuck the head of my dick inside his tight hole. "How's that feel?" "Holy shit, give me more." I slowly sank my cock all the way in until my balls were bouncing off his ass. "I'm going to fuck you now and leave my load behind." "Oh my god yes, feels so good." It didn't take long before I was filling his ass with my toxic load. "Fuck I can't believe I've never done that before." "Hmm does this mean you're going to be taking more loads up that tight ass of yours." "Fuck yeah I definitely need to do that again." "Good slut, see being versatile is so much funner." "You're absolutely right. Thanks for that, now were you serious about putting an offer on this condo?" I burst out laughing, "yep totally serious." We got dressed and headed over to his office to write up the offer. He told me it'd probably be a few days before we'd hear anything but he'd let me know the second he did. I gave him a deep kiss, grabbed his ass and said, "can't wait. We'll definitely have to fuck again once you hear back." "Of course, no better way to celebrate. I'll be in touch soon." Now began the waiting game. I just hoped me fucking him hadn't made things too weird between us as I definitely wanted another go at that ass.

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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.

i don't know why i love this story so much. i think it's my mpreg fantasy. Just imagine both of these guys continuing to breed her as her belly gets bigger and neither of them knowing whose swimmers knocked her up.

There may be a very simple way to determine if you're a cumslut or a cockslut. Think back to a really hot fuck you got from a guy who you were really into. If at the end of the excellent fucking you got, you turned and asked "did you cum?" and he says NO - but you would let him fuck you again without hesitation, you're probably a cockslut. This site is heavily skewed to loads given and taken, which isn't a bad thing, but I'd trade in some of the loads I got last year for higher quality fucking from the types of dicks I prefer. In other words, keep your load in your balls if your dick and stroke game are weak. Note to tops serving cumsluts: lie to every single bottom you fuck and say you came in them even if you didn't. You instantly become a hero in their minds if they think they got your load.😂

Nothing better than 100% anon sex - its why i own several hoods. Have a regular top for over a year that i have never seen. I leave the doir unlocked and he comes in, breeds and leaves. Faceless profile from bbrt - love it! Take hood to the saunas too guys seem to be pulled towards a blind bottom. I find i take more loads while blind. And as others have said its the rush of not knowing if gay, bi, curious, hung, tiny, toxic, rough. I love the risk, the unknown. I need to grab ny hood and head ti the sauna haha - if only 😞

That’s a tough one. You wouldn’t think it would be, because I have zero problem saying I don’t have to get a load in me to feel that I’ve served my purpose, and that I count my success in fucks, not loads. But this question forces me to think about what pleasure motivates me to slut myself, which feels unnatural and beside the point for a service bottom. I feel pleasure if it pleases the Top to make me feel pleasure, just as I endure pain if it pleases the Top to give me an intentionally painful fuck. I guess I have to land in the positive middle and say I’m both a cockslut and a cumslut, because what drives me into extreme, degrading promiscuity is the sense that another man is taken to another level when he feels that he has joined his flesh to mine. That can take the form of that shuddering sigh and groan right after he enters, or a joyous mid-fuck cry of “It’s so fucking wet!” to a jackhammering with a command to “Take it. Take it!” To his orgasm impossibly deep inside my body at the end. I know by these things that I serve him well both in pleasure to his cock, and in bringing about and accepting the release of his cum. Someone in another thread recently - I regret I can’t remember who - said he thought cumdumps provided a valuable and needed service. That made me proud. So I’ll proudly fly both the Cockslut and Cumslut flags, and never feel one instant of shame.

Part Seven I laid in that sling begging for my hole to be flooded with poz cum. The entire time my husband was encouraging this man to breed me. "FUCK," the man screamed out "here comes my load fag." He slammed into my hole hard and I could feel rope after rope filling me up. "Goddamn fag, that ass felt amazing. Now, get out." He pulled me out of the sling, pushed me down the hall, all the way out to his front stoop where I left my clothes. "Get on your knees fag and clean off my cock." I got on my knees and he released my mouth from the hood sliding his cock in the opening. It tasted so good, my ass juice, a tinge of iron, and the cum. "That's a good fag. Now, hold still." I paused and soon felt him pissing. I started swallowing. Then he pulled his cock out pissing all over me and from the sounds of it the stoop. He reached down and removed the hood and then closed the door in my face. I stayed on the stoop for a few minutes thinking about the past few hours. I slid a finger in my hole feeling the cum. I heard someone cough and remembered I was naked, covered in piss, and on someone's front stoop. I opened my eyes and found Daddy and Boss standing there. Daddy said, "Get dressed and go home boy. You've had your fun for the day." Then they pushed past me into the house. I reached for my clothes and noticed they were covered in piss. Fuck, good thing the seats in the car aren't fabric. On the drive home, I was thinking about my husband, who's always been a top, being there. I realized, I left and he stayed...with three very poz men. This should be an interesting discussion when he gets home. While I was driving, BEAST called. "Hey fag. Did you have fun?" "How is it that You always know what i am doing, BEAST?" "Doesn't the fag remember me saying it's gonna be fun ruining you, fag?" "Yes BEAST, i thought that meant YOU would be the one using me." "Well fag, seeing as how i am making money off your videos and setting you up to be a cumdump...don't you think I am being successful?" "Umm...yes BEAST. The fag You have created craves poz seed and wants yo convert, BEAST." "Good, fag. Tonight i want a video of you pouring all of your PrEP in a pile. Then you will jack off and cum on the pile of pills. Afterward, you will flush them down the toilet. Understood, fag?" "Yes BEAST...but, one problem. my cock is in Your cage." "Your husband has a key. He knows my wishes and will ensure your cock is locked back after. You will stay locked until you are a poz fag." Then He hung up. I was sitting on the couch an hour later when my husband got home. He opened the door and said, "That was a lot of fun. I'm sure to convert after today. Let's order pizza and talk." As we ate, he explained his desire to convert. He's wanted to for years but didn't know how much I wanted to be poz. He wouldn't tell me the details of what happened after I left. After dinner, he suggested we get the video created for BEAST. I stripped down, gathered all of my PrEP and put them in a bowl. My husband unlocked my cage and took it off. I got on my knees and started stroking while he recorded everything. I fingered my hole moaning, "I'm a cumdump for poz men. I don't need these fucking pills. I crave conversion. FUCK, here comes my last neg load." I then lifted the bowl up and dumped the contents down the toilet. Then my husband locked my cock back up and pushed me over the toilet. He rammed his cock in my hole and started fucking me. "I can't wait to flood you with my poz cum." Then he shot his load deep in my hole. He handed me my phone and I saw the entire video had been sent. Not only to BEAST...but to Daddy and Boss...and some other numbers I didn't recognize. BEAST texted me back a few minutes later. "For the next three weeks, you are to allow no ine to fuck you. You are to stuff a dildo in that hole daily. You are not to contact me or any of the others. In three weeks, you will get a text with an address. I expect you to arrive at 9pm sharp. BEAST"

In my experience, taking a truly massive cock - the kind that splits you in two and breaches your inner hole - requires a deep cleaning-out, a fresh bottle of poppers, a generous helping of lube; and a geninue, blind, insatiable, HUNGER FOR THAT COCK.

This happened close to 20 years ago, but I still remember it vividly as it is still one of the hottest sex episodes of my life. I was in El Paso, Texas on business for a few days. I had had a few really fun times at a very seedy xxx movie theater in the downtown area that week. The place was always full of Latino dick of every age, size and type. I was in heaven sucking on all the foreskin being fed to me in that place. But I had heard of a place out on the outskirts of town. Fiesta XXX Drive-In and sex shop. The place really way out in the desert, out in the middle of nowhere. I arrived there in the late afternoon and to my surprise the parking lot was quite full. I parked and entered the sex shop. I quickly found the arcade area. There was a large room with perhaps 10 or 12 video booths, some with glory holes. There was also a small video room with some ratty chairs and sofas. The room smelled of dried cum. There were even several puddles of fresh cum on the floor and on the leather of the sofa. The room was quite dark, and always a few guys in there. The arcade had a consistent group of at least a dozen guys cruising the booths and video room. I spent close to two hours sucking dicks through the glory holes and in the video room, sucking on well over a dozen cocks, and had been fed six or seven loads down my throat in that time. I was one of the few Caucasian guys there, as most of the guys were Mexican, in addition to a few black guys. I even got into a hot 69 with a young Latino kid on the sofa of the video room. I was getting tired and hungry, so I had decided I'd had enough. I was just getting ready to leave to head back into town to clean up and get some dinner. Just as I started to walk out of the video room I saw a newcomer: a tall, handsome, muscular guy who appeared to be half Black, half Latino. He had to be at least 6' 3" or taller, and was masculine and rough looking. I got the impression he may have been a construction or road repair worker. Anyhow, we made eye contact as he entered the room and he rubbed his crotch and sat down on one of the ratty sofas. I turned and walked back into the room and sat next to him on the sofa. He looked at me and continued to rub his crotch. Then he put his hand on the back of my neck and pulled my head down to his crotch. "Suck me" he demanded. I leaned over as he pressed my face into the denim of his pants. I then got down on my knees, between his legs and began to unzip his fly. He unbuckled his pants and pulled his dusty Levi's and briefs down to the floor. His cock was already rock hard, and was a nice eight inch uncut dick with ample foreskin covering his cock head. In addition to his impressive length, it was one of the thickest dicks I had ever seen. I took it into my mouth and sucked and gently chewed on his gorgeous foreskin, sucking on it, flicking it with my tongue. Then I slid my tongue up into the foreskin and licked his piss slit. "Good faggot" he said, as he pressed my head further down onto his cock. The thickness made it difficult to take him too far down my throat, but I did the best I could before gagging and coming up for air. While I was sucking on him, he kicked off his shoes and removed his pants. Then he lifted his legs, exposing his huge, low hanging balls and hairy asshole. "Suck my balls, queer." I did as I was told. His balls were salty and smelled of sweat. The smell was intoxicating. I licked both his balls, then took each of them into my mouth. "Lick my ass" he grunted, as he lifted his knees to his chest. I licked under his balls and down to his dark, puckered asshole. "Nice job, fag. Lick my hole, queer". I loved the names. And I really went to work licking and eating his nasty hole. I had my tongue as deep in his hole as I could get it. He was spreading his ass cheeks, giving me as much access to his hole as I could get. As I was eating his hole, several of the guys came around us, each man stroking his cock as he watched me servicing this hot, dark and aggressive guy. A skanky looking Mexican drag queen was trying to horn in and tried to suck his cock as I was licking his ass, but the top pushed the skank away, growling "Fuck off, Bitch!" Then he grabbed me under the arms, pulling me up as he stood up. "Come with me". He grabbed his pants and shoes and took me by the hand, pulling me with him as we left the video room and entered a private video booth. No sooner was the door closed than he pushed me back to my knees and I happily went back to sucking on his beautiful cock. As I was sucking him, he bent over, sliding his hand down inside the back of my sweatpants, finding my asshole. He rubbed my hole, obviously wanting to fuck me. At this time I was petrified of HIV, and rarely letting guys fuck me. Moreover, the few times I had been fucked, I had insisted the top use a condom. On this occasion, however, I had no condoms, and honestly wasn't interested in getting fucked in a filthy video booth, but the top obviously seemed to have his mind on putting his dick in my ass. He kept fingering and massaging my hole. "Show me your pussy, faggot" he demanded as he stood up and took a small bottle of lube and bottle of poppers from the pocket of his Levi's. "No," I replied, "I don't fuck in these places." Without saying a word, he turned me around and pushed me over. "No", I said as I struggled to get away. I was starting to get very nervous. This guy was 6 or 7 inches taller than me. As well as being incredibly muscular. His power was both a turn on and frightened me. Because I was wearing sweatpants, he had no problem pulling my pants and briefs down over my ass with one quick yank. He had me bent over and his cock was pressing into my ass crack. "Please don't", I begged. "You're too big. I won't be able to take you", I said. "Shut up, faggot. You want this cock, so shut the fuck up". I felt the cold lube being drizzled down my ass crack. He also reached around me and said, "Here. You'll need to popper up". He handed the bottle of poppers to me. I was too frightened to resist much longer. There was no way I could overpower him to get away. So I took a couple of deep sniffs of poppers. I was going to need all the help I could to take his big, thick dick inside me. He pressed the lube up inside me. I could hear him squeeze more onto his bareback cock. Then I felt the piercing pain of his cock start to press into me. "STOP", I begged. But, he paid no attention. He continued to press into me. I took a couple of more deep breaths of poppers. The pain was intense. But, I was powerless to get away from this guy. Once he had gotten most of his cock inside me, he began to pump. Tears filled my eyes from the pain as I continued to beg for him to pull out. But then I felt him grab me around the waist and really began to pump. Slamming his cock deep into me, then pulling nearly out of me, before slamming back into me again. I had resigned myself that I was going to have to endure this. "Please put a condom on", I pleaded. "Shut the fuck up, Fag," as he continued to pound my white hole. "Oh, please. Don't cum in me" I whimpered. He paid no attention to me as he continued his assault on my hole. My ass was miraculously adjusting to his monster cock. It was actually starting to feel good. I continued to sniff poppers to help me relax my ass. It was helping. Finally, I gave up the struggle and began to enjoy the incredible feeling of his bare cock slamming deeply into my ass. My head was banging against the walls as he rammed into me. Without any warning he slammed even deeper into me and held it there. I could feel his cock throbbing as he let out a loud groan. "AHHHGGG...!!! FUCKKK...!!!" he grunted as he filled my ass with his load. He pulled his cock from me so quickly that it made a popping sound as his cockhead left my ass. I collapsed onto the chair in the booth as he pulled on his pants and slipped on his shoes. Without saying a word, he unlocked the door and exited the booth. My head was spinning from all the poppers I'd been sniffing. He had left the bottle of poppers with me and I saw the bottle of lube laying on the floor of the booth. Just as I bent down to pick up the lube, the door of the booth opened again. A heavy set Mexican guy walked in. He locked the door, turned to face me and pulled out his uncut dick. "No. I'm done", I protested, as I reached down to pull up my sweatpants. But he continued to put his cock in my face. What the hell, I thought. I took his cock into my mouth and sucked him as he hardened in my mouth. "Show me your pussy," he said, adding in a whisper "I'm gonna seed that cum filled white pussy of yours." I was too tired to put up a fight. I stood and bent over. Holding onto the chair and took another deep hit of poppers. Without any hesitation or lube, he slammed into me in one swift move. He thankfully didn't take too long to cum. He was grunting loudly as me pounded my hole. Within just a few minutes he grunted loudly and shot his load into me. "Gracias," he said as he pulled out, quickly pulled up his pants and exited my booth. I knew I couldn't take any more. I pulled up my sweatpants. I did my best to pull myself together and exited the booth. Heading to the exit of the arcade a young Latino asked "Hey, Papi. Want another load?" I laughed as I passed him. "Not today. Maybe tomorrow". I drove back into town. Got back to my room totally exhausted. I didn't even have the energy to shower and dress for dinner. I called room service and had dinner sent to my room, as I tried to replay the afternoons events in my head. I jacked off as I relived the frightening, but exciting time I had being overpowered by that hot guy in my booth.

As a top, it's also incredibly horny! It's no wonder that every account of a loaded top felching results in unloading in the felched hole, and maybe starting the cycle again, himself. ;-) There's nothing like feeling a horny, well-used butthole responding to being tongue-fucked by clenching, unclenching, and generally just quivering. Every horny top interprets that as the butthole eagerly anticipating the felcher fucking it. No fucker can resist a quivering, eager butthole that clearly needs to be fucked again. It gets fucked again. :-P As the felcher, I love the variety of ways cum oozes from within. Sometimes it needs to be coaxed out, while other time's it's more assertive, and comes out demanding to be accommodated. No one has yet talked about snowballing! Most bottoms just LOVE tasting the loads that have been deposited in their asses.

When the party ended it was still dark. More accurately, I should say it was dark again. The host ordered Gibron to slam another load of tina in my vein and they shoved me out the front door, poured my ass into the back seat of a vehicle, and we sped off. They drove around for a while before the door opened and I was pushed out into the gutter of some street in the city. I was totally high, totally disoriented, and didn't care who or where I was. I was exhausted, feeling sick to my stomach from all the drugs, and just wanted to sleep. I passed out right where they left me. I woke up sometime later when some homeless guy was checking me to see if I was dead. He gave me some water and when I asked him what day it was, I realized that 48 hours had passed since I had ventured out to find the dance club. I still had my wallet and ID, and plenty of cash to pay for a cab. The homeless guy helped me find a cab and I gave him my excess cash as a thank you for helping me out. As I lay in the back of the cab on the way to my hotel, I realized that my life had been changed forever by that experience. For one thing, I no longer feel fear in the presence of danger. Instead, adrenaline makes my dick hard and makes me wanna fuck. I also discovered my purpose in life. I exist to bring pleasure to dominant men and their cocks, to submissively take any and all cum loads as often as possible. I get off being force-chemmed and raped, gangbanged, and made to service one or more guy's darkest needs. That's why I travel to big cities like Berlin, Amsterdam, LA, New York, Houston, Miami and such, hang out in the darkest seediest areas, clubs, parks, and bars I can find, looking for straight or gay guys who get off on power and control who will fuck me up and use me as their sex-whore cum-dump for a few nights. Do you want to get force-chemmed and whored out? That's the way you do it. Put yourself out there, submit yourself to the dark side, and see where it takes you. Just make sure you are ready for the consequences, because once you start, you're committed to the end. There is no safe word. There is no turning back. You're at THEIR mercy, until THEY decide THEY have had enough. You are THEIR fuck-toy for THEIR pleasure and nothing more. You don’t matter and you may not make it out alive. But for a danger junkie, that's the whole idea. It’s the danger, the unknown, and the total loss of control that beckons us and draws us in. Embrace your dark side and hang on for the ride, faggot.

Sunday afternoon. Answered a few craigslist ads the only one that responded back with an actual address was a couple north of town. It was a 45 minute drive but worth it. One daddy, one jock, two raw cocks 5 loads when it was over.