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Please note I wish this was me. If anyone wants to help it become me please leave me a voicemail at 415 xxx-xxxx. Kyle was only a senior at suburban Chicago high school. He had just turned 18 and at 5’10” he had a solid, runner’s build. With his good looks he could get any girl (or guy) he wanted, but he hadn’t begun to explore his sexuality, he was a nerd (a very cute nerd, including the glasses) and was more into school and grades. Kyle was fortunate to have a loving mother, but since his father died when he was barley 13. He was without a male influence in his life at the most important stage in his young life, puberty. Even after his father’s death, Kyle was always able to come and go as he pleased. This became easier for Kyle when his mother gave him a car for his 16th birthday. It was common for Kyle to be out all night…that is as long as he let his mom know that he wouldn’t be home. On this particular Friday, Kyle was going to check out one of the major university in the city of Chicago. He drove into the city and parked his car in a lot a few blocks from the campus. He met with an admission counselor and took a tour of the campus. The tour was conducted by a current student at the school. After the tour Kyle was hungry and decided to grab a late lunch. He headed to the student union and grabbed a sandwich and, since he didn’t know anyone at the school, sat at a table by himself. There were student’s coming and going as he relaxed and ate his lunch. Soon a couple of older students, he guessed that they must be seniors, sat down with him. They introduced themselves. “Hey there, I’m Ricky and that’s my roommate Tyler.” As they shook hands Kyle introduced himself, “I’m Kyle.” Tyler commented, “We’ve never seen you here before, where’s a good looking guy like you been hiding?” “I’m not a student here, at least not yet…..I am going to start in the fall.” Ricky then said, “Right on! We’re having a few of our friends over for a party tonight, you should come over. Where are you spending the night?” “Well, I was just going to drive back home after I finished eating. I live in the northwest suburbs of Chicago.” The two college men invited Kyle to come over and spend the night. The way the two were talking to the high school senior he felt like he couldn’t refuse. He had been to his share of high school parties with beer and pot. He knew he could control himself as to not make a fool of himself in front of a group of college students. “Sure, that sounds like it will be a lot of fun. I figure I will get to make some good friends here before I classes start this fall.” “Right on!” exclaimed Ricky. Kyle finished eating and the three left. As Kyle followed behind the two older college men he called and left a message for his mom that he was hanging with a few college guys and wouldn’t be home till the morning. He always felt a little sheepish, but maybe at this party he could break out and be more of a leader. After a good walk the three came to an old apartment building. Kyle followed the two other men as they climbed up to the top floor and he wondered to himself why the building looked to have four floors but they lived on the third floor. His curiosity would be answered cause as he was led into the only apartment on the top floor he discovered that they lived in a unit intended for the building’s owner. The main floor had a decent kitchen, a large living room with a den and a full bath with there were four bedrooms up stairs. “Just you two live here?” “It will be just us two this summer, in the fall we usually look for a few guys to occupy the other bedrooms” Tyler told him. Ricky offered Kyle a beer and they all settled in the living room to watch the Cub’s game. The three sat on the large sectional couch across from the 60” plasma with Kyle between the two roommates. The sectional was big enough so they had adequate space between each as to not make Kyle uncomfortable. Kyle drank his beer slowly and as he did he began to feel warm. He noticed that Ricky and Tyler had slipped their shirts off and were now just sitting in their cargo shorts. These two had great bodies with well defined pecs, arms and flat abs….Kyle felt a little self conscious about removing his shirt. Tyler made the suggestion, “Make yourself at home, get comfortable.” They could tell that Kyle was not comfortable about taking his shirt off and made the suggestion, “Kyle, it get’s warm in the apartment, why don’t you slip your shirt off…I’m sure you’ll feel cooler with it off.” It seemed like Kyle took that as a command as he removed his shirt to reveal his lean, thin build. Ricky helped boost Kyle’s self esteem, “Kyle you got a nice body for a young dude. I can see a lot of potential for you. You work out at all?” “A little….I’m more into my studies then working out. I run a lot though.” “What do you think Ricky, with a little work and our guidance we could make something out of that body of his.” “Right on!” Ricky agreed. “You really think I could be built like you?” Tyler told the shy teen, “Sure we do.” This brought a smile to Kyle’s face. He drank more of his beer and began to feel warmer and a little horny. Here he was with two good looking guys watching the Cubs and he was getting hard. He did his best to hide his growing erection, but it was not able to and soon both Ricky and Tyler noticed and knew it was time to launch their plan. Hey slid in closer to Kyle and Ricky put his hand on Kyle’s thigh as Tyler put his arm around the teen. Kyle was not quick enough to protest….he actually felt comfortable with what the two were doing. Before Kyle knew it Tyler removed his glasses and was pulling him in for a kiss while Ricky moved his hand up his leg into his shorts. This was all new to Kyle; he had never been with anyone sexually except himself. He figured he’d go with it, and if he didn’t like it then he’d know he wasn’t gay. But he was discovering that he did like the way these two hot studs were making him feel. He felt his senses going into over load as Ricky played with his seven inch cut cock and Tyler’s tongue probed into his mouth. It didn’t take long before Kyle’s shorts and boxers were on the ground. Ricky began to lick and suck Kyle’s cock as Tyler pulled Kyle down to his crotch. As Tyler held his head down he moved his cargo shorts down revealing a nice eight inch cut cock. Tyler urged - no, commanded Kyle lick his cock, “Lick my cock, lick it from the base to the tip.” Kyle was in virgin territory and did was he felt was right, just follow their directions. The last thing he wanted the roommates to know was that he was a virgin. Kyle’s lack of experience showed when Ricky told him to suck Tyler’s cock. He wasn’t sure what to do and did the best he could just getting the tip in his mouth. “Watch the teeth Kyle!” Kyle pulled off for a second, saying “Sorry.” Ricky could tell that Kyle was about to cum and the two didn’t want that just yet. He pulled off Kyle’s cock and came up to kiss he lover, Tyler. The two roommates whispered to each other as Kyle continued to try and do his best to suck Tyler. Tyler asked, “Is this the first time you’ve ever sucked a guy’s cock?” Kyle kept stroking Tyler’s cock as he lifted his head and attempted to deny this fact. Ricky let him know, “It’s ok if you’ve never done this before. We can teach you, we can teach you a lot.” Kyle felt more at ease and admitted the truth, “Yeah, I’ve never done this before….I’m a virgin.” Tyler asked, “So, you think you’re gay?” “I don’t really know….I’ve never been with a guy - or girl." “It’s ok”, Ricky reassured him, “Let’s head up stairs and get comfortable and we can teach you everything.” They headed up the stairs, stark naked, and went into the master bedroom. There Kyle sat down as Tyler stepped into the bathroom for a second. When he returned he had a bottle of poppers, a few white and blue pills and something else that Kyle couldn’t see. Kyle asked, “What are the pills for?” Tyler told him, “The blue ones will keep you hard and horny,” Ricky said, “The white one will relax you.” Kyle naivety showed, he figured that these guys knew what they were doing, they wouldn’t hurt him. He swallowed the pills. “What’s the little brown bottle for?” Tyler said “Those are poppers, they also help relax you when you sniff them” as he opened the bottle and took a couple deep hits in each nostril. He then handed the bottle to Ricky and he did the same. They then handed the bottle to Kyle and he didn’t even hesitate when he took his hits. Kyle’s head was spinning. The ecstasy was beginning to kick in as the poppers hit him hard. The roommates knew that they had him right where they wanted him. Before Kyle knew what was happening Ricky grabbed his left arm and Tyler stuck him with a needle. The next thing Kyle felt was a warmth rush up his arm and felt it difficult to breath. He coughed out a couple times. He heard a ringing in his ears and felt as if he was floating. When he started to gain a comprehension as to what was happening….he was on his back with his legs on Ricky’s shoulders. He looked up at Ricky as he began to realize that he was being fucked. Kyle didn’t say a word, he simply moaned out in pleasure to what was happening. Tyler was over his head and as Kyle came around, Tyler began to feed Kyle his cock. Kyle eagerly sucked it down and, with the position he was in, took it down his throat. With a free hand he reached down to feel Ricks cock sliding in and out of his ass when he made a startling discovery….Ricky was not wearing a rubber. For a brief moment Kyle panicked, he remembered all the lectures and videos he watched in health class on STD’s and safe sex, but after Tyler shoved the poppers back under his nose forcing him to take some deep hits. His head was spinning as he heard the two college studs talking. “Ricky, this fag can make us some good cash over the next four years.” “Right on! With some good training and the proper encouragement he’ll be a perfect addition to our crew. Hey Ty, how much did you give him?” “Close to two quarters.” “That’s a good start, we got to get him hooked so he will be depended on us.” Kyle barely heard yet understood what the studs were talking about. “I’m getting close Ty….he’s got one hot ass here.” “Breed him bro, breed his virgin ass.” Ricky looked down at Kyle and told him, “Look at me, keep those baby blues on mine.” Tyler pulled his cock from Kyle’s mouth, “There’ll be plenty of time to teach you to suck cock and swallow cum.” Kyle looked up at Tyler as he spoke and was reminded, “LOOK AT ME BITCH!” as he felt a hand slap him across his face. He looked up at Ricky. “I want you to remember this, always look at the John’s eyes when he fucks you, ESPECIALLY WHEN HE IS ABOUT TO CUM IN YOUR ASS!” Kyle had his eyes locked on Ricky as he heard him start to moan and grunt. He punctuated each thrust with a grunt. Then it happened, “FUCK I’M CUMMING!!!! I’M BEEDING YOUR ASS, YOUR VIRGIN NEG HOLE. IT BELONGS TO ME NOW!!!” As Ricky’s orgasm concluded he ground his cock inside Kyle’s formerly virgin hole making sure that every ounce of his seed was massaged into his gut. Ricky pulled his still hard cock out of Kyle and he was quickly replaced by Tyler’s. “MY TURN TO CLAIM YOUR ASS AS MY OWN!” Tyler exclaimed as he rammed the entire length of his 8” cock inside the teen. With the change in position he was able to get a good look at the cock that had taken his virginity and probably his health. Ricky’s cock was the same length as Tyler’s, but uncut. Since Tyler had his cock down Kyle’s throat he had already worked his balls to near boiling point. He began to breath heavier as Kyle could feel his cock thicken. Kyle had his eyes locked on Tyler as the stud reached the point of no return. “UH, UH, UH, TAKE MY CHARGED CUM YOU FUCKING WHORE!” And Kyle was filled with his second load of poz cum. Kyle was taking his second load of poz cum of the afternoon and he was loving it. He knew from that point on he was gay. Over the next few hours he would take more loads from the two studs who had shown him how wonderful gay sax could be. All his life he would jerk off trying to think of a hot chick from school or a sexy super model. But now he knew his true self, his real sexual desires were being satisfied. Tyler was fucking Kyle when he said to Ricky, “This bitch is gonna bring in some good cash.” “Hell yeah Ty, once we get him built up a bit he’ll be a good addition to our corral.” “Look’ like he needs another slam.” “Yeah, you’re right Ty. I’ll go get him one, I think he’ll be ready for the ‘DP’ after that.” “Right, I’ll flip on my back,” Tyler picked Kyle up and flipped over on his back without pulling out of their fuck toy. “That’s it, just rock back and forth a little while Ricky gets you a little something to keep you feeling good.” Ricky returned and promptly gave Kyle another slam, this one stronger then the first. Kyle couldn’t sit up any more and laid down on Tyler’s chest immediately after the removal of the tourniquet as the drugs moved through his body. “OH FUCK!” escaped Kyle’s mouth as he lay on Tyler’s chest. Ricky didn’t waste any time and crawled up behind the drugged teen and slid his cock in along side that of his buddy. A louder “OH FUCK!” came from the drugged up boy. Kyle never knew his as could stretch that far, but as he accommodated the two cocks within him he felt an immense pleasure deep in side. Ricky and Tyler set about fucking into Kyle with such animalistic vigor the two studs knew that the teen would not escape their grasps as their new commodity. Kyle could only moan as he took the hard fucking of two cocks at the same time. Tyler and Ricky had an ability to sustain themselves when they double fucked a willing cunt and Kyle was no exception. Kyle took the simultaneous pounding for well over an hour before they shot their loads. Ricky was first (and in his position it was easier for him) to pound away at Kyle’s well stretched ass. There were a couple times he pulled out to the tip and rammed back in their new boy. He looked into Tyler’s eyes as he shot his load. Once Tyler felt his buddy’s cock spasm his thrusting picked up and he shot his load. The three sweaty body’s lay upon the bed as they each collected their breath. Tyler’s cock slipped out first followed by Ricky puling out. They pushed Kyle on his back and took a good size dildo to the boy’s hole, making sure to work their poz jism deeper into the drugged up boy. They were satisfied that their DNA was working its way within Kyle’s blood stream when they saw a red tinge on the end of the dildo. The dildo was removed and a large butt plug replaced it within the teen’s gapping hole. Ricky leaned in close to Kyle and told him, “You’ve been a good boy so far, but now it’s time to learn to suck cock and swallow cum. The rest of our ‘crew’ will be here soon and you will suck each one of them off.” Tyler added, “I’m sure they will love the opportunity to cum down your throat.” A naked Kyle was helped down to the living room as Ricky and Tyler pulled their cargo shorts and shorts back on. They made Kyle drink Gatorade (laced with G), as he watched bareback porn on the 60” plasma as they made sure he did not stroke his semi-hard cock. They could tell that the Viagra he took was not working as well as he was slowly getting Tina dick. Tyler commented, “Another good slam and he’ll be as limp as a wet noodle” as he went to administer a third slam to the drugged up fuck toy. “There ya go boy, you feeling good?” Kyle was in heaven. He had never done drugs before, not even a beer, and now he had been given 3 slams of crystal meth. All he could doo was nod yes as he was in a drugged up haze. His semi hard erection had become a shriveled up two inch boy clit, but he was horny as fuck. Kyle begged, “Please fuck me, I need to be fucked, please.” He was left, not allow to touch himself as he waited. Soon a couple young guys came through the door. They looked to be no older then Kyle, about 18. There was Jim, Bob and David. They almost had the same build as Kyle except for the fact that these three were a bit more muscular. The three were told “Kyle here is your new ‘brother’ and he wants to learn how to give a proper blow job. You will each get your reward once he has swallowed each and ever load you can give him. And remember, you can’t fuck him. We’ll be watching.” Jim was the first boy that they brought into the stables. He was a former high school wrestle and used to be straight when they drugged and thought him the joys of gay sex. After his indoctrination Jim broke up with his pregnant girlfriend and went to work for the roommates. There were a couple of boys after Jim, but one ran off with a ‘John’ and the other got killed. Then Bob was easily recruited into the stables. His father kicked him out after discovering he was gay and a drug user. He easily fit in with working as one of their male whores. The last one was David, he was a lonely gay boy in Chicago and found acceptance from the group. He was resistant at first to working for them, but after converting and testing poz he knew he had no place to go. Ricky and Tyler promised to take care of him. The two roommates did take care of their boys. They gave them a place to live, clothes, food, gym memberships and most important thing of all, AIDS medication. The three escorted Kyle up to one of the other bedrooms. The only furniture in this room was a couple mattresses on the floor and a dimly lit lamp in the corner. There was also a night vision camera in one of the corners so that the roommates could watch the three teach Kyle to suck cock. Jim said, “If you listen to us and do as we tell you, you will have no problem sucking any size cock into your throat, and with Bob’s length you might even get his cum to bypass your mouth and go directly down your throat.” Jim was first, by seniority, and dropped his shorts. He pulled Kyle’s head into his crotch. “Just lick it for now, lick from my balls to the tip of my cock.” Kyle began to work his tongue all over Jim’s cock and balls. And with the T and G in him he was really getting into this. It didn’t take long for Jim to get hard. Then Jim told his cock sucker, “Open your mouth and suck it in, and remember to watch your teeth. No ‘John’ likes his dick scraped by a boy's teeth when he’s getting sucked.” Kyle did just as he was told, and he was sucking his first cock. “Oh yeah, that’s it. Work my pole with that mouth of yours.” Jim hadn’t been allowed to cum on almost a week and he couldn’t hold back any longer. He grabbed Kyle's head to make sure that he wouldn’t pull off, looked down at Kyle and told him, “Make sure you show the camera the cum in your mouth before you swallow ever drop.” Jim then began to pant as Kyle felt his cock thicken in his mouth, then “OH YEAH!” Jim shouted out as he fired a weeks worth of cum into Kyle’s mouth. Jim made sure that Kyle showed his open mouth to the camera so that their pimps could see the fresh cum in his mouth before he swallowed it down. Kyle didn’t have much time to catch his breath as David pulled Kyle between his legs. David grabbed his cock sucker’s head and forced the length of his tool to the back of his throat. With Jim at his side, Kyle was coached on how to breathe, work his tongue and his mouth on a cock to give the best blow job known. David just sat back as his balls boiled to overflow and soon Kyle was eating his second load of cum. Kyle finished to look up at Bob stroking a massive nine inch cock, bigger then what the roommates had. Kyle was trying to figure out how he’d get that in his mouth when Jim encouraged him, “Just remember what I told you about breathing through your nose and to relax.” Kyle crawled on his knees over to Bob and began by licking his balls. Bob kept stroking as Kyle worked his tongue up the shaft to the tip as Bob moved his hand to the back of Kyle’s head. Ricky and Tyler watched on the group on the plasma knowing that this was going to be a brutal face fuck. Kyle was not prepared for Bob’s cock. He thrust his massive nine incher deep into Kyle’s throat. Since their working boys aren’t allowed to fuck, this is Bob’s way of working out his frustrations. Kyle’s eyes welled up with tears as his throat took a rough fucking similar to that his ass took earlier. With Jim’s instructions and encouragement and his own determination, Kyle was able to accommodate the cock in his throat. Bob was one to take a long time no matter when he shot last. He was a brutal top that was turned into a whore bottom. When he got this rare chance to use his dick, he made the most of it. Kyle quickly learned to relax his throat as Bob rammed his shaft in and out of his mouth. Kyle did his best to put up with the face fucking and just as his jaw began to get sore he felt the cock in his throat began to swell then spasms as Bob was delivering his load directly into his gut. Bob pulled back a bit to give Kyle the last few spurts before smacking him across the face with his still hard cock. “I fucking wish I could breed this bitch! I’m still fucking hard.” Just as Bob finished talking the bedroom door opened up and in walked Ricky and Tyler. Ricky asked, “Nice job boys, you think this bitch will be ready to work the party tomorrow night?” “I’m sure with some personal tutoring I can have him ready Boss”, Bob was quick to say. But he knew he had no chance of fucking the new kid. The boys were there to be fucked and to suck the various guys who paid their way into the party. “OK boys, Tyler has your work assignments for the night. Remember, cash up front and we know how much you will be getting for each of your John’s.” The boys left the room leaving Kyle on his knees in front of Ricky. “Ok, boys, Tyler has your work assignments for the night. Remember, cash up front and we know how much you will be getting for each of your Johns.” The boys left the room leaving Kyle on his knees in front of Ricky. “We need to get you ready for the party tomorrow night. Your ass will bring a nice price with you being fresh meat.” Tyler came up stairs after giving the working boys their assignments for the night. They then took Kyle into one of the bedroom that they used as their party room. This room was well equipped with a couple slings and a fuck bench. Along one wall were a number of dildos of various shapes and sizes and an assortment of butt plugs. The opposite wall had ropes, chains and other restraints some of which Kyle had never seen before. There were a couple of flat panel TVs hanging in two of the corners of the room playing bareback porn. They put Kyle in the sling and placed his wrists and ankles in restraints. He had a perfect view of the TV’s from where he lay. Ricky told him, “You’ll spend the rest of the night here watching porn. The hunger to be fucked will grow in side you all night until you beg to be fucked. Then you will be left here long after that point to think about your purpose here and how you will serve us.” Kyle was given a small slam. Kyle felt a hunger and a need to be fucked at any end. All he knew was that he needed cock inside him as he watches the porn on the screen. He noticed that the guys getting fucked in the porn looked familiar. Then he recognized them as Jim, Bob and David. Every hour either Ricky or Tyler came into the room and gave Kyle some G laced water to drink and a small slam to keep the hunger of being fucked within him. After almost six hours of mini-slams and G, Kyle was begging to be fucked. When the roommates came in to give Kyle his next “dose” they knew he was almost theirs. They ignored him as he drank down the water and took his slam without protest. After the roommates left Kyle, Ricky commented, “It won’t be long until he is hooked on meth.” Tyler added, “Yeah, and raw cock and cum.” The roommate continued to give Kyle the same doses over the entire night and as daylight began to fill the apartment they entered the room to find a docile boy ready to submit. Kyle pleaded, “Please, I need to be fucked. I can’t take it anymore. I need cock in me. I need to suck cock.” Ricky asked, “Kyle are you ready to go to work for us?” Kyle didn’t even hesitate, “Yes sir, I will work for you as long as I get fucked right now.” Tyler said, “Very well then.” Ricky pulled a very large dildo off the wall, “If you can take this down to the base we will let you out of the sling to rest up for tonight’s festivities.” The dildo was a horse cock dildo, 13” long and 8” around. “Please give it to me.” Ricky and Tyler applied a generous amount of Crisco to the dildo and Kyle’s ass. Tyler commented on how loose Kyle’s hole felt and that this might not be much of a challenge. The tip slipped in easily, but then they had some resistance as the dildo began to slide in side Kyle’s hole. Ricky and Tyler were experienced enough to manage this resistance and put a bottle of poppers beneath Kyle’s nose telling him to breath in deep. As the poppers took effect the resistance faded and before they knew it, half of it was inside the teen. Now they had the internal ring to negotiate. Again they gave Kyle the poppers as the dildo was turned and wiggled past the internal ring. It took some doing but it finally “popped” through and after a good 45 minutes of work the dildo was down to the base. The roommates fucked the teen with this dildo for a good ten minutes ensuring he was opened-up. Ricky praised his new working boy, “Very good Kyle. Now you’re ready for a fist.” In his drugged up hazed he was a little perplexed. He thought to himself, ‘A fist? Why the hell would anyone want a fist put in his ass?’ Before he knew what was happening the dildo was quickly pulled from his hole. He felt so empty, still having a need to be filled. Tyler began to finger Kyle’s loose and sloppy hole. And before Kyle knew what was going on, he had Tyler’s fist inside his rectum. He felt full again, but he had no clue as to how full he’d get as Tyler began to work his fist deeper inside his hole. Kyle had no view to see what was going on until he realized that the activities were on the TV screen above them. He watched with disbelief as Tyler’s forearm sunk into him down to the elbow. Ricky let Kyle know, “We’ve always needed a special boy for some of our special clients. I think you will work out well.” Kyle leaned his head back and enjoyed the fisting he was getting. Then Tyler pulled his fist from Kyle’s hole and his restraints were untied from the chains. They took Kyle to an open space on the floor and attached his ankles and wrists together. His ankles were attached to the floor and his wrists were attached to a rope suspended from a beam over head. His arms were stretched up over his head. What Kyle didn’t know was that as Tyler fisted him he also administered a generous booty bump that would make his ass even more hungry for cock. Ricky then asked, “How badly do you want to be fucked?” “Please, I need to be fucked.” “What will you do to get cock in you, boy?” “I’ll do anything you want me to do, please fuck me!” “Gag him Ty.” Tyler placed a ball gag in Kyle’s mouth as Ricky pulled a paddle off the wall. He then began to smack Kyle in the ass over and over again as he hung there. “Remember boy, you said you would do anything, and this is what we need a boy who we can pimp out to out leather clientele.” Kyle took a good smacking for nearly 15 minutes. He wasn’t able to stand up as he was hanging by his wrists. After a few more minute of smacking his ass, they knew Kyle had had enough. They lowered him down and moved him over to the fuck bench where they each fucked another load into his well stretched ass. Tyler said, “Let’s go boy, we need to get you cleaned up and let you rest up before tonight’s events” as they led Kyle to the shower up stairs. It wasn’t a regular tub style shower. It looked more like the kind you’d find in a locker room with a couple shower heads along one wall. Ricky told Kyle to get on his knees and open his mouth. He then placed his soft dick in Kyle’s mouth. Kyle thought he was going to suck Ricky’s cock when Ricky told him, “Don’t think about sucking my cock. I am going to give you something to drink.” Ricky then began to piss into Kyle’s open mouth, “Do the best you can to swallow as much of my piss. It is an honor to get to drink a guy’s piss.” Kyle did his best, although some spilled out of his mouth, he drank most of it down. Then Tyler stepped up and placed his soft cock in Kyle’s mouth and gave him his piss. Kyle did better with Tyler’s piss then he did with Ricky’s. “Hey Rick, he’s a fast learner.” “He sure is. Now let’s get him cleaned up and fed so he can rest up for tonight.” They then had Kyle shower off and helped him with a shower shot to douche out his stretched out hole. They then gave escorted him down stairs and fed him. Kyle was still horny, but as least he as fed and cleaned up. They all sat down in the living room to watch some TV. As the T and G in Kyle system wore off he fell asleep and slept all afternoon. When he woke it was starting to get dark out. The working boy’s were back and they nudged Kyle to get up and ready for the guests. The four hustlers headed up stairs. They all stripped down and went into the play room where Ricky and Tyler were waiting. Each one was given a couple pills, one was am ecstasy and there were a couple Cialis to keep the boys rock hard and horny for the guests. Then each boy was given his slam to start the night off. Jim, Bob and David wandered off to different parts of the room to wait. After Kyle got his slam he was helped into the sling and given some extra Cialis. The roommates told the boys that Kyle was to be in the sling all night. Anyone one wanting to seed his ass had to pay extra since he was new to the crew. As the night went on Kyle took loads from all the guests. He was fucked by old, fat trolls, young hotties, big dick black guys, harry Latinos. All in all he took at least a load from every customer there. It was knows which guys were poz and which were neg, but all Kyle knew was that he was getting what he wanted: cock and cum in his ass. In his drugged up haze Kyle knew he found his place as a male prostitute.

It was a couple of weeks later when I came down with flu and had to take to my bed. At the same time, a sore appeared near my arsehole and I developed some blotches on my torso. I felt awful for a couple of days, but then it passed and I began to feel better. I was still in bed when I heard the doorbell and voices in the hall. I heard my mother say "He's upstairs if you want to say hello." There were footsteps on the stairs, and then the bedroom door opened and Bill from the sauna stood there grinning. "How are you?" He said, coming and sitting on the bed. "A bit better, thanks" I replied. He pulled down the top of the sheet and saw the blotches on my torso. "I heard you had the flu. Looks like you got something else as well." I tried to pull the sheet up, but he held it down and began to pinch my nipple whilst rubbing his crotch. "That's hot! " He laughed. "We've missed you at the sauna. " He pulled the bedclothes down and grinned again when he saw my erection. "Bloody hell, I need a fuck!" He sighed. "Turn over, theres a good lad" I rolled over onto my front as he unnzipped his trouses, opened the belt and slid them down over his thighs. His cock sprang up stiff and drooling with precum. He spread my buttocks and noticed the sore "Thought so!" He said, fingering my arse. "I want some of that!" He dug in his pocket for a crumpled tube of lube, spread some on a finger and rubbed it into my swollen hole. Then he got on top of me. The bed sank under his weight and I gasped as his cock slid up me until his cold belly was crushed against my backside. He sighed happily and began to thrust deliciously in and out. There were more footsteps, and my mother came in carrying a cup of tea. "Thought so!" She said. "You're a dirty sod Bill." He laughed and continued to fuck me as she put the tea down and sat on the bed beside us. "He should be back at work tomorrow, Bill. " She said, stroking my hair as she watched his flabby bottom going up and down. I still felt embarassed at being seen like this, despite all that had happened and buried my head in the pillow as Bill thrust urgently into me. "Ooff...that's good...ahh.."Gasped Bill. " The regulars....oohh..miss him. Hang on, I'm going to cum!" He grunted like a pig, shuddered and jerked on top of my, then grunted and I felt his cock throbbing as he spurted his cum up me. "Phew! That was good!" He said, getting heavily off me . His cock flopped out and I felt a drool of cum slide over my balls. "I'll have that tea now."

Chapter 32 Mitch Hi guys, I need to hijack the story for a bit to bring you up to speed with me, Scotty will be back shortly. Here's the deal. When I met Scotty all those years ago I had the biggest crush on him. One of my biggest regrets was not following through with our planned three-way, so when I looked across the room today and saw him sitting there looking hotter than ever, I knew I had to talk to him or I'd never forgive myself. I was thrilled how things went from there and couldn't believe how much both of us had evolved into sluts in such a short time. I hadn't given much thought to my status over the last year as I've become a no load refused guy. I never asked any of my hookups their status, I just didn't care. I few guys would be vocal and say things like, 'take my dirty load', and 'hope you like my gift you dumb fuck', so I was pretty sure I'd taken a poz load or two but honestly I didn't care. I'd never gotten sick so I didn't know if I'd been knocked up or not; however, spending time with Scotty got me thinking and now I was really curious to know my status. After the panel discussion I started heading to the next session but I couldn't get poz Scotty's out of my mind and my dick was rock hard. Fuck it, I wanted to know if I was. I'd seen a couple pharmacies close to the hotel so I figured what the hell. The second store I went to had one test left. I grabbed it and headed back to the hotel. I was a horny nervous wreck while I waited for the results. I didn't know which I wanted more, to already be poz or to be neg so Scotty could knock me up. Scotty I went back to my room and grabbed a quick shower then headed back down to the conference. As the last session of the day was wrapping up I received a text from Mitch. 'Can't stop thinking about this afternoon.' 'Me either.' I took a quick pic of my crotch where you could plainly see the outline of my hard dick and sent it to him. 'That's your fault.' 'Mmm! I'll gladly take responsibility for that. Looks like you could use a warm hole right about now.' 'Don't suppose you're up for a repeat?' 'I'm headed to my room now. Last one there bottoms first.' I didn't even try to hide my bulge as I grabbed my bag and headed to the elevators. I heard a few snickers as I passed by but I didn't care I was a man on a mission. My timing was perfect as I reached the elevator to find him waiting there. When he saw me his face broke into a big grin. He whispered in my ear, "since I made it to the elevator first technically I won, so I get your ass first." "I can live with that. But if this fucking elevator doesn't arrive soon you're going to have to breed me right here." Luckily the doors opened right then and we all loaded in the car. It took every ounce of self control to keep our hands off of each other. The second we were inside his room he ripped my shirt off sending my buttons flying across the room. "Fuck I don't know what it is about you that makes me so damn horny but I need inside that poz ass so bad." "Easy tiger, let me get my pants off first, I really like this pair and would rather you didn't ruin them too," I said laughing. "Sorry about your shirt but seriously man you need to be naked now." I quickly stripped and went for his mouth. He kissed me hard and deep like a man dying of thirst. He broke away, looked at me with hunger in his eyes and said, "bed, stomach, now." I assumed the position spreading my legs to give him access. I expected to feel his dick entering my hole but instead was pleasantly surprised to feel his beard on my hole as his tongue started to probe inside me. "Fuck you taste good, nothing better than a cummy hole." "Oh my god yes," I cried out, "eat my ass." He continued rimming my sensitive hole for another twenty minutes until I couldn't take it any longer. "Fuck me, need ahhh, cock ahh, now," I managed to stutter as I was grasping for breath. "You want me to fuck you?" "Yes!" I screamed out. He flipped me over onto my back and slammed his hard dick all the way in letting out a loud groan as he bottomed out. "Fuck, you have an amazing ass." He started pounding me into submission, damn he was good. "I'm getting close slut, you ready for my load?" "Fucking give it to me!" I said wrapping my legs around him pulling him into me. I felt his dick spasming releasing his load deep inside me. As soon as his dick started to soften and leave my ass I rolled us over so I was now on top. Without missing a beat I place my extremely hard cock right at his hole and sinked into his tight body. "That's it stud, my turn to take your toxic load. Fuck me hard." Now don't get me wrong I love orgies, nothing hotter than a group of hot sweaty bodies exchanging loads but there's something so intimate about just two guys who are so into each other. As I was moving in and out of his ass I leaned down and started kissing Mitch. There was something so intense about our connection I couldn't get enough of him. He kissed me back, putting his hands on my face looking deep into my eyes. "Give me your strain you fucking poz stud, recharge my ass." With that my dick exploded shooting one of my biggest loads deep inside his ass. I gave him a deep kiss as my dick was slowly deflating. "Fuck that was hot when you told me to recharge your ass." "Mmm glad you liked that, seems this past year I managed to get myself knocked up." "Wait, what, how, I'm confused." He laughed, "after our first fuck I couldn't stop thinking about your poz cock and wondering what my status was so after my panel discussion was over I ran to the pharmacy and got a rapid test." He reached over to the bedside table and grabbed the test strip. There, clear as day were two beautiful lines. "Well fuck me! Isn't that the hottest thing ever," I said kissing him again. "I have to say I'm a little disappointed I don't get to be the one to knock you up but on the other hand, there's nothing sexier than fucking another poz guy." I was sitting on top of him and could feel his cock growing against my back. I lifted up and sat back down on his dick. "Mmm, you like my poz dick in your ass? Damn I like saying that, my poz dick." "Yeah you fucking slut I love your poz dick. Now give me another load." "I've had a lot of sex but holy shit that was wow," he said as I collapsed next him after he finished giving me anther load. "God, intense right?" "Yes! Damn I wonder how long I've been poz." "Mmm, I wonder how many sluts you've knocked up and didn't even know it." "Oh fuck l didn't even think of that. Damn that's hot." We laid there for awhile chatting while he ran his hand up and down my tats. "You really like my tats huh?" "Oh yeah! Nothing turns me on more than a hot guy with tattoos." "We need to get you some of your own. You'll have to come up to the city and visit me some weekend and I'll take you to my guy. You'll like him, he's as big a slut as we are." He started chuckling. "What's so funny?" "I just realized we've been a little preoccupied so I never told you, I'm not in Florida anymore. I transferred to your city about six months ago." He had a big grin on his face. "Fuck, are you serious?" "Yep, I'm in the East Village." "Well damn! You've been blocks away from me for six months. Too funny." "I kept hoping I would run into you but nope it took us flying to the other side of the country to finally hookup." "Well you were definitely worth the wait." My phone buzzed so I looked and saw a text from Brandon wanting to know if we were going to the closing night party. "Everything okay," he asked. "Yep just Brandon asking about the party tonight." I looked at the clock and saw it was almost seven. "Fuck, I suppose we should take a break and make an appearance. Oh and then you can introduce me to your boy from last night. I'd love to add my toxic cum to his sloppy cunt later." "Great idea but I think we should probably rinse off first. We smell like sex." I sent Brandon a text telling him we'd meet him downstairs in about a half hour. I reached my hand out to Mitch and lead him to the bathroom. "Okay, let's go get clean so we can get dirty later."

Off the top of my head, three reasons come to mind: Physical Discomfort. I am not a gymnast, yoga master, or bendy toy. If I'm put in a position with one leg behind my head while bending backward on the edge of a couch, I'm probably not going to be able to hold it long. Also, the position, the curve of the penis, and/or a lack of lube can cause a lot of internal discomfort where you just have to move. Rhythm and Technique. Everyone has a different rhythm, everyone enjoys a different technique. Some tops speed up when they're ready to cum while others slow down. Some like bottoms that squirm and moan, others want bottoms to stay still. If you are with someone you've never fucked with before, there can be some miscommunication while you learn the other's likes. If the top isn't cumming, the bottom may think he needs to change something to get you off. It's what they do in porn. Humans learn through imitation and repetition. However, unless you are at an orgy and take notes on everyone's technique, there aren't any role models for how to have sex except porn. Sometimes a top or bottom can try to emulate what he's seen in a video instead of reading signals from his partner. If your bottom is moving my advise is to pick a posture that's not too extreme so your bottom has the endurance to hold it, and, if you have a bottom that you don't think is reading you correctly, just tell him what you want. Telling him: "Stay there. Don't move." tells him everything he needs to know. Oh yeah, there is one more thing. A bottom can intentionally move to break your stride just to make the fuck last longer.

4. Greg The morning classes dragged on and on. Between Clint's hole and Doug's ass, I couldn't get butt out of my head. Even though I had bred Clint this morning, my dick was still throbbing. It needed another release. I was powerless against its demands; I was merely the vessel to help it reach its goal. But, my last class ended a few minutes early. "On my way," I texted Doug. When I stepped into the car, I still hadn't heard back from Doug. But I wasn't too surprised. He had sent me a text an hour earlier. "Fucked good. Sleepy." I assumed he had fallen asleep, the pool of cum kept warm in his body. The traffic was light, and I was at the marina within twenty minutes. In addition to his credit card for Uber, Doug had also given me the gate code. As the car pulled away, I paused for a moment to take a hit from the joint I had rolled that morning. I coughed a bit, and decided that was a good sign. I took another hit, then opened the gate and walked to his boat. I did one last hit before I stepped on board. I could see a shape in the front, curled up on the bed. My dick twitched; that was the hole I wanted to breed this afternoon. I stepped into the galley, and got rid of my shoes, backpack, shirt, and shorts. In the afternoon sun, my tattoo was bright red, almost glowing, an advertisement for the virus I carried in my blood. Right below the biohazard, my dick was swollen and straining against the fabric of my underwear. I stepped forward, into the front, and saw Doug curled up on the bed. Just from the position of his body, it was clear that he was sick. It was just as clear it was my sickness. Just a few short weeks ago, I had been in Doug's place, feverish with chills and sweats as the virus kicked my body into submission. Now, it was Doug's turn to feel the deathly torture of my gift. My dick was throbbing. I stuck my hand into the underwear, and started to stroke it. When I had been sick, Nathan and Jason had comforted me with regular, repeated raw poundings. Now it was my turn to pay it forward. It was my turn to kick Doug while he was down, and inject more of my deadly semen into his body. As I was standing there, staring at Doug, he stirred, stretched and stared at me. "How are you feeling," I asked. I didn't try to hide that I was jacking off. I ran my free hand over my tattoo, knowing that each load I injected into my men brought me closer that much closer to the first sharp spike on my barbed wire tattoo. "Like shit," he said. I’m proud that I'm jerking myself harder when he says this. This is my fault. My responsibility. My power. This hot man has been felled, in the very prime of his life, and it's all thanks to the power residing in my cock. "How much was the taxi?" Doug asked. Even in his fever, his fathering instincts were there. "You remember? You gave me your card for Uber." "Oh yeah. Not thinking very clearly right now." He wiped his forehead. "Some fever as well." "I can see," I said. I was still stroking my dick. Every little revelation from Doug was only turning me on more. The destruction wasn't just physical. It was now mental as well. "You think this is it?" Doug asked. "Yeah," I said. "I do." "Fuck," Doug said. He was shaking his head, but I could also see his dick starting to tent the sheet. "You're turned on by this, aren't you?" he smiled. "You're fucking hot there, boy.” "Yeah," I said. "I am." I reached down and pulled my dick out from my underwear. My full eight inches sprung free. I wasn't quite hard, but definitely not soft either. "Us fucking got you sick. My cock did this to you. My seed made you sick." "God, that's hot," Doug grunted. He pushed the sheets aside. Underneath, he was naked; his muscles glistening with a cold sweat. His cock was just as hard as mine. He ran his hand over his chest. "Look at what you've done to me, boy," he said. He was just as muscled as ever, but it seemed like the sudden illness had taken a toll on him. His cheeks were hollow. His body looked almost gaunt. "Look at it," he repeated, as he began playing with his hard dick. "Fuck," I grunted, as I climbed up on the bed. The roof was low enough that I could brace myself against it. "Look at what you've done to me," I said, thrusting my erect cock towards his warm hole. "Fuck me, boy," Doug grunted. "Fuck your load into me." He spread his legs so I was kneeling between them. I grabbed his legs and placed them on my shoulders. "Goddamn," I said. My cock was throbbing now, eager to get back into Doug's hole. I wanted to pound Doug into submission, vanquish any hope of defense from his hole, and then finally, anoint it with one more toxic load from my manhood. I lined up my dick with his hole. "Ready?" I asked. Before I could even finish the word, Doug relaxed, and my cock slid into Doug's ass. "Fuck," I moaned. "Hot." I slid further into Doug. "Wet," I continued. "Yeah. Not my first load today." I collapsed on top of Doug. His skin was burning up. "Fever?" I asked. "Yeah," he said, smiling. I leaned in, and our lips met. "Feels good on your dick, doesn't in." "Amazing." "That's what Shawn said. Fuck-fever," he called it. "That's what Nathan calls it as well," I said. "Says it's best when it's your seed doing the damage." "How does it feel?" I closed my eyes and savored the moment. Doug shifted his position, and allowed another inch of my dick to impale him. His ass was burning with his fever, engulfing my entire shaft with warmth and welcome. "Like heaven," I finally said. "It's yours," Doug said. "Yours to use." I slammed back dick all the way in. Doug gasped, but smiled. "And abuse," I said. Doug's eyes brightened. He knew this game. "And seed," he continued. "And breed," I replied. "And knock up," he said. Another hard slam of cock into him. "And infect." He moaned. It was a deep, guttural moan, but not in any language spoken on the street. This was the language of men, the language of the bathhouse and the battlefield. Even as young and as naive as I was, I knew what the moan said. He repeated the moan. It was easy to understand, once you had been there. It meant, "Infect me with your poz cum," but that only hinted at the depths of hunger and desire that moan represented. "I want to poz you up, Doug," I said. "I want to be your infector." "I want your deadly seed, boy," Doug said. "Fuck me up." "God. Your ass. Fucking perfect." My cock was sliding up and down a perfectly greased chute. "Don't even need lube." "There's a giant load from the rent-boy up there." "Fuck. For real?" I asked. But I knew he was right. Cum was a great lube, and poz cum was even better. As my dick slid in and out of Doug, I noticed the warmth that the cum contributed to the fuck, and how my dick hardened in response. The virus that Shawn left behind was bringing out the very best of my virus. "Hell yeah. Was he poz?" I really didn't need to ask the question. With Nathan and Jason teaching me, it was easy to distinguish poz sperm from neg sperm. "Of course. He told me he wasn't on meds." "Like me," I said. My cock buried deep inside of Doug, rock-hard and dripping my deadly pre-cum. I could feel the power radiating out of my dick, feel how it was changing the men I gave it to. Doug was already sick, and hopefully Clint wouldn't be that far behind. Nathan had said sometimes, it doesn't take hold immediately. What seemed to work, in the long run, was just repeated, diverse exposure. "Feels so good, another infected man's sperm inside of you." "Rubbing up against your thick poz cock," Doug grunted. "And my raw hole." He closed his eyes, and ran his hands over his body. For a moment, I was watching Clint from the weekend, when he had let the drugs take over and possess him. It was hot, seeing that same loss of control in Doug. He would be even more intense when he was high. We had smoked pot together. A lot. We loved the endless easy sex that we enjoyed when we were stoned. But after my introduction the past weekend, I now had a new favorite drug. I wanted to see Doug smoke the pipe, watch his eyes glaze over, and to find out his true nature. Hungry muscle bottom? Or a hung daddy top? Although he had fucked Clint many times, it was going to be so much hotter when Doug his own strain of the virus to pound into him. I was a pure-bred, the child of two men. Doug was rapidly turning into a poz mutt. "How many men is it now?" I asked him. He wrapped his hands around me, and pulled me closer. This was not the first time we had talked about such matters. It hadn't taken Doug long to figure out that it got me hard. "Pozdads? Or just cum donors?" "Both." "The rent boy makes maybe 16 cum donors. Still just five poz daddies." "Fucking nasty hole," I grunted, sliding my cock along the length of Doug's hole. It had become agonizingly familiar, as my cock grew accustomed to Doug's needs even as he adjusted to my basest desires. "Gonna fucking coat it with my toxic jizz." "Come on," Doug grunted. "Shoot your load up my hole." "Fucking blast your guts," I replied. He was a fucking hot man; older, yet still muscular, with a thick patch of fur over his chest and stomach. I wanted to get him high. I wanted to watch his dominant daddy dick wrestle for dominance with his hungry bottom hole. Although I was enjoying fucking his hole, I remembered how good his cock had felt inside me. My dick was throbbing, and I suddenly realized I was much closer to cumming than I had planned. "Fuck," I grunted. "I'm gonna cum." "Give it to me, boy," Doug grunted. "Give me your load." "Oh, fuck Daddy," I moaned. My dick was taking over, and it would not be denied its pleasures. "I'm cumming in you Daddy. I'm shooting my poz load in your raw hole, Daddy." I gasped, and the first jet of cum shot out of my dick deep into Doug's hole. "I'm cumming, Daddy." I yelped as another spurt of cum shot into Doug. "Give it to me, boy." His voice was a mixture of hunger, care and power. It was unmistakably male, a man who was confident in his own masculinity and sexuality that he could ask another man to fuck him. "Fill me up with your cum." Another spurt of toxic spooge shot from my dick into his gut, and it was my turn to grunt. "Hot poz cum in your hole, Daddy." The pot had helped relax me and release my inhibitions. It felt good to be calling Doug "Daddy." It felt good to be shooting my hot, fresh, poz load into him. "Your boy is infecting you." It felt good to be talking so openly of our dark desires and actions. "Fucking breeding me boy. Give me that dirty cum." "Oh fuck Daddy. Cumming in you," I grunted. The orgasm had an intensity, that was unexpected for such an easy, unremarkable fuck. But, I had developed a familiarity with Doug where because the physical intimacy was so easy we could explore the deeper recesses of our raw, emotional sexuality. This was one of those encounters where the thoughts, the words and the emotions were far more important than the basic fucking. "Fucking pozzing you up," I gasped. I wondered for a moment how the crystal I had smoked over the weekend was still affecting me. It would be one more amazing feeling that I could chalk up to crystal. I wanted to fuck Clint tonight, feel that special crystal connection between us again. I wanted to party again. It was the last thrust of the orgasm. My balls signaled that they were empty, and my dickhead had the intense sensitivity of post-orgasmic bliss. "In me," Doug said. "You came in me, boy." "I know," I said. The way Doug called me "Boy" was just one more warm ember in the pleasant afterglow of sex. I relaxed, and found that my dick slid deeper into Doug. I let it stay there as my body pressed against Doug's sweaty body. "I came in you. My thick, hard poz cock shot a load of virus and sperm and spooge in your raw hole." "Good boy," he said, and started to kiss me. I let him; the way he had called me a good boy made it impossible for me to deny him anything. Nor did I want to deny him anything. He had been generous and vulnerable with his sweet hole, and I wanted his angry, mongrel breed of the virus for the future. I lost track of how long we kissed. "You came in me boy," Doug repeated. This time it was a bit more coherent. "Second load today," he said. "You said that. Rent boy, huh? Poz too." My dick was still deep in Doug's hole, soaking in the warmth of two different men's poz cum. The dirtiness of the situation was arousing. "Yeah," Doug said. "Big cock. Big load." He closed his eyes at the memory. "You gonna see him again? Add him to you poz daddy list?" "Maybe," Doug said. "Although. There was one thing." The tone wasn't distaste. There was even a hint of interest. "Yeah?" I asked. "He, well, he partied a bit at the beginning." "Partied?" I asked, trying not to betray too much interest. I hoped he hadn't noticed the way my dick twitched. "Yeah, you know. He smoked some crystal." "And?" I asked. "I didn't do any. Just some pot. But it was still so intense." Between us, his dick dribbled a bit. "And you? You said you were going to tell me about your weekend?" I smiled. "Well. You know that Nathan and Jason party, don't you?" He smiled, an evil, wily grin. It was the grin that knew exactly how this story was going to end. "Yeah," he said. "They've mentioned it." "Well. This was the weekend when they introduced Clint and me to the party." "And?" he asked, eyes arched. "How was it?" "Amazing," I said. It had been simply amazing. I barely had words to describe the feelings. Everything was just more intense and more connected. Time sped up and slowed down; an hour of cocksucking felt like a few minutes, and an instant in an orgasm lasted for weeks. "No regrets," I said. I paused for a moment. Doug knew me well enough to not interrupt. I remembered how Clint had looked, spit-roast between Vic and Nathan. I remembered how his ass had felt, milking my cock. I remembered how Nathan had felt inside of me, re-infecting my hole. "I'd do it again," I finally said. "I could tell," Doug said. He squeezed his ass around my cock. My dick had gotten hard again; I blamed the crystal memories. "Oh? What gave it away?" I asked. "The way your pozcock got hard when you talked about." "That bare pozcock is still in your raw hole." "I know," Doug said and gave me a kiss. I let myself to get lost in the kiss and welcomed his tongue as it explored my mouth. It was easy to talk to Doug, but of course, we had shared some of darkest fantasies. We had even enacted some of them. Now, we had just opened another cell in the darkest reaches of our personal dungeons. I was looking forward to exploring. "I was thinking," he said, breaking off the kiss. He paused, then continued. "I was thinking tina would be fun to try one of these days." "Yeah?" I asked. "Your cock just stood up," he said. "Would you want to try it with me?" "Fuck," I moaned. I was starting to press back into Doug. "Yeah, I want to party with you." "Over the weekend. What was your favorite thing?" "How close I felt with everyone. How it wasn't just sex, but a celebration of everything that sex helped us achieve." "These drugs? Or a religious experience?" "Yeah. Both." My cock was hard and the darkest parts of my imagination were running wild. Strangely, even as I was fucking Doug, my fantasies always circled back to Doug fucking me. Nathan had gotten me high and fucked me relentlessly over the weekend. I wanted to have that same sense of release with Doug. "You want another load?" I asked. "You got it in you?" "Yeah. And it can be in you." "Promise?" Doug asked. I nodded my head. "Perfect." Doug wrapped his legs around my waist, holding me in place as he twisted back just far enough to grab the bong and lighter from behind the bed. "Wanna hit?" "Yeah," I said. Even though I had been vaping earlier, nothing compared to the real thing. "If I do a rip, I'm gonna fuck you all afternoon." "Then do three," Doug said. "Deal," I replied and lit up the weed. It was fresh and potent, so even a small hit was going to be effective. "That one doesn't count," Doug said. I did another and it was a proper rip. After that hit, the small stateroom was filled with the distinctive sweet smell of pot. "Now my turn," as he took the bong from me. He did two quick rips, before handing it back to me. I did another hit, feeling the weed begin to kick in. It was faster than I expected, but I didn't care. It was only making my dick harder. I took one last rip from the bong. I held the hit as I put away the bong, and then leaned in and kissed Doug. He inhaled, taking the hit from me and letting me breath again. "Damn," I moaned. "All I want to do is fuck you. And never stop." Doug exhaled. Even second-hand it was still a dense cloud. "All I want is your poz cock pounding its toxic cum into my raw hole." I gave him a long kiss, as my dick dripped cum into his hole. "Bug chaser," I said, finally breaking off the kiss. "Nasty, slutty bug-chaser." "Diseased gift-giver," Doug said, with barely any hesitation. "You gonna give it to me? Give me your special gift?" "If I haven't already," I said. I was getting closer to a second orgasm, and Doug was pushing all of my buttons. My dick was once more fully erect, and the pre-cum was dripping directly into his whole. "You've got so many loads up there," Doug said. I had lost track of the number of loads I had fucked into Doug's hole. "So many men fucking them into you." I pushed my dick deep into him. His ass tensed for a second, like it was too much. But he smiled and relaxed. "Slutty bug-chaser," I said. "Collecting all the bugs," Doug said. He reached under one of the pillows and produced a bottle of poppers. He unscrewed the cap. He held it under his nose, inhaling deeply, before he offered me the bottle. "Especially your bugs." I snorted from the brown bottle, feeling the warmth of the poppers re-enforce the weed. It all felt so comfortable, even as Doug and I indulged our darkest fantasies. "We both know you already have my bug," I said. "Now it's time to enlarge your collection." "When you partied. Over the weekend," Doug started. "Yeah?" I asked. "Did you get any new loads?" "Yeah," I said. "From these two guys, Vic and Sean." "Poz?" "Very. And partied a lot." "Now a some of their seed is in me. And some of their virus too." Doug reached down and ran his finger around the margin right where my dick entered his body. "And you're fucking more of it into me." "I am. Pozzing you up. Just like you asked." My head was swimming under the influence of the pot and poppers. But it was a good buzz; it connected my fantasies directly to my dick. "Getting you sick." "You know I still want it. Just like that first time." "When you begged me for it." "I always beg for it," Doug said. "I want you to fuck that poz load into me." "Hungry man," I said. "You hole is milking me." Doug did another hit from the poppers, and paused for a second. I watched his face and shoulders redden under the influence. "I need it so badly. It's insane. I'm sick as a dog. And horny as a weasel." "It's damn hot," I said. "It's how the virus starts to pervert you." "So fucking horny now," Doug said. He was moaning with each stroke of my dick. "I know. Just don't let your horn make you do stupid things." "Like?" "Getting fucked raw by an HIV-positive man?" "That's a really good thing to do, boy, don't you think? Let him have the pleasure of cumming in my hole." "Fuck, I'm hard," I grunted. "I can feel it. Like a steel rod in my gut." He pulled me in and we kissed again. "Dripping toxic sperm into my hole." "You're taking it all," I said. "Last of my cum. The dregs of my balls." "The dirtiest ball-scum you have." "Dirtiest, nastiest, foulest pozjuice I can make." "Deep in my guts," Doug said. "You know," he started. He paused for a mere second. "We should figure out a good time to party together." My dick twitched, and Doug smiled. It was impossible for me to hide my excitement. I told him the truth. "Clint and I were thinking about this weekend. Want to join us?" "Yeah!" Doug said, grabbing my ass. Then he suddenly stopped. "Damn. I forgot. Max was going to come over." "Well. Do you know if Max, uh, partakes?" "Oh yeah. Of course he does." "I'm sure if Max gives Clint one of his loads, we'll all leave the party quite happy." "I think that can be arranged. Max has a thing for innocent young things." I thought about Clint and innocence. About the afternoons he spent at the gym, and the men he serviced in the locker rooms. The evenings at the library, and the men he let fuck him in the study carrels. The nights at the clubs and baths, and the men who bred him. "He's hardly innocent," I said. "I don't think that's going to bother Max much." "Fuck," I grunted, and slammed my dick into Doug. "Sounds like a plan." "Well," Doug said. "Just. Can you find the supplies?" "Don't worry. Nathan introduced me to a source." Nathan had also mentioned that Leo was HIV-positive. But, Leo didn't take his meds regularly, and his virus was now resistant to a number of the drugs. I wondered if Leo's spooge would be good for Clint. "That's awesome. I'm excited," he said. He squeezed his ass around my cock. A few drops of pre-cum dribbled out, into Doug's body. "A bit nervous too." "Nervous? About partying?" Doug nodded. "It's cool," I said. "I was too. Worried it would be awful and scared that it would be amazing." "And now?" Doug asked me. "Scared that with you, it'll be even better." "Breed me, boy," he said. His voice had the fierce urgency of primal need, and my dick dribbled a bit in pleasure. "Fill me with your charged up cum." "You want my poz party spooge?" I asked. "Party me up, popper me up and poz me up," Doug grunted. "You know I can take it, boy." He reached down and grabbed the bottle of poppers. He unscrewed the top, and inhaled deeply. After taking a second hit, he looked up at me. His eyes were wide with lust and hunger. "Fucking breed me boy." I took the poppers from Doug and held them under my nose. The soft chemical scent filled my nose, and the familiar rush began a few seconds later. "Gonna poz you up Daddy," I grunted. I quickly screwed the cap on, before the rush became too intense. "Give you the disease I had fucked into me." "Fuck me with that big boy poz cock," Doug grunted, clenching his ass tightly around my dick. The two loads already up there made sure my cock was well-lubricated, so his tightening ass was only pleasure to me. "Make your Daddy proud of you boy. Fuck that virus into me, boy." "Please Daddy," I grunted. The poppers had collided with the weed, and pushed my brain into a dirty place. "Let your poz boy cum in your hole. Let me infect you, Daddy." My dick was throbbing. "Be a good boy," Doug urged me. "Be a good boy and cum in your Dad's ass. Cum for me boy," he said. "Cum for me." "Oh fuck, Daddy," I grunted. "I'm so fucking close. I want to cum in your hole, Daddy. Please?" "Yeah boy," Doug said. "Come on and breed me. Fuck that poz load into me." "Oh GOD," I yelped, as my dick spasmed and spat out a fresh geyser of poz cum. "FUCK," I continued, as my dick did another victory spurt. "I'm cumming in you," I grunted as more cum shot into Doug's guts. "Give it to me, boy," Doug grunted, an order he was clearly enjoying giving me. "Give me your poz cum," he continued. "Fucking poz cum," I continued, punctuating it with another shot of aforementioned deadly liquid. "Another poz load for the bug chasing Daddy." "Gift-giving boy," Doug said. He grabbed me, and pulled me close to him. "Slutty hole is filled with my cum, Daddy," I said, as the last few drops of cum dripped out of my dick. "Feels fucking amazing," Doug said. "You had a big load." "Big poz load," I reminded him. My cock pulsed, but I could feel only a drop or two come out. "All I want from you, boy." Even in the heat of orgasm, I felt a bit self-conscious calling him Daddy. But in the warm afterglow of orgasm, Doug calling me boy made me feel safe. I kissed him slowly, enjoying the feeling of my shrinking cock rubbing up against his tender ass, working the accumulated loads into his body, and eventually, into his very DNA. "Come here, boy," Doug continued, pulling me a bit closer against his hot, sweaty body. "I want to give it to you," I murmured to Doug, as he stroked my back, working his way down towards my ass. I closed my eyes, and savored the sensations enveloping me. "I want to party with you." "I want to do that too, boy," Doug said, working his hand over my ass. He pressed a finger between my crack. He found my asshole immediately, and started to gently tease it. "And I want to give you my strain." "Please," I moaned. "Fuck me," I grunted. "Breed your boy. Given him your sick cum." "You serious? Doug asked. I hadn't expected to get fucked by Doug this afternoon. But his finger pressed against my hole, and I squirmed with pleasure. "Yeah," I said. "Totally serious." I grabbed the bong and the lighter, and sparked up. The water was the color of a light tea and was a testament to the power of the bud. I inhaled, filling my lungs. Still on top of Doug, I adjusted my position so I was straddling him. His dick was hard, and it quickly found my crack. I pressed my lips against Doug's and exhaled. My lungs empty, I felt his dick press up against my hole. He had gotten fucked over the weekend, fucked by men I hadn't yet met. I wanted him to re-charge my hole. I wanted to get a fresh strain, primed for infecting so many other men. I leaned over and whispered in his ear. "Fuck me Daddy. Fuck me hard."

After a week off because I had a nasty cold, the young, hung black top and I had our regular Friday hookup at a sleazy motel halfway between our towns. When I got there, I texted him, and he was about 5 minutes away. I went ahead and got into the room to turn on the heater because last time it was really cold in there. He arrived and knocked on the door. I let him in, and we got naked. I went down on his cock for a long time while he spewed a continuous stream of very hot, dirty talk. He is about 8" by 7", so he is just big enough that it takes an effort for me to take it all; I find that really sexy. He eventually got out from under me pushing me down on the bed. He pulled me onto my knees and dove into my "tight, white pussy." He ate my hole getting his tongue way up inside me. "That shit tastes good!" Then he flipped me over, climbed on top of me, and stuck his tongue down my throat. We made out hard for a long time. Sometimes, he would move down to suck and bite my nipples. He also went down on me; this was the first time he had shown any inclination to do so. It was a nice, proper blowjob, too. Eventually, he rolled me back over, lubed us up, and slid into me. We fucked well over an hour. I can't remember all the details, but here are some highlights: He really likes to fuck a wide open pussy. As big as he is, it is a challenge to stay as loose as he likes it. Today, we were totally in sync - he was pounding hard, and I was loose and open. He got me on top and fucked hard up into me again. I usually hate being on top, but I was totally into it. At one point, we were fucking face-to-face. We were looking into each others' eyes and feeding each other dirty talk. At some point, I really said the right thing, and he started pumping me HARD. It was literally the hardest I have ever been fucked. It hurt a little, but I loved every minute. At one point, he spit in my mouth but not aggressively. We were fucking face-to-face. He put his mouth down to mine like he wanted to kiss some more. He pushed my mouth open and let a big wad of spit slide out of his mouth and into mine. I almost came. Eventually, my hole started to get a little sore. Not that I complained or anything, but I could tell everything was getting a little puffy and irritated. That made it hard for me to stay as loose as he needed to cum. We eventually found the right position, and with judicious applications of poppers, I was able to stay loose for him. When he cums, his dick swells an amazing amount. I can feel it suddenly stretch out my insides a lot more. It even caused a little twinge of pain this time with how big it got. All in all, it was one of the best fucks of my entire life. I told him as much. He smiled and looked really shy. "I look forward to this every week." I told him I felt the same way. We had to get dressed and out because our two hours was almost up. He came over to hug me goodbye, and we ended up making out a while. "See, you next week. Text me when you get home, so I know you made it home safe," he said as he walked out the door. We end up hooking up right after work, so I was starving. I grabbed a burger on my way back to the interstate. It occurred to me that he had probably been hungry, too. This started out as being just a Grindr hookup, so I have been careful not to push for anything more. I thought with everything he has said that I should give it a chance. Right before I went to sleep, I texted and asked if he might want to grab some food and hang out after we fuck next week. When I woke up this morning, I had a text from him saying he was down for that. I guess I have a date; it's been a long time since I had one.

I worked as a escort to pay my way through college so today I have great job with no student loans. Most of the times it was fun but it was still work as I had a goal.

I discovered a sauna in a run-down part of town in walking distance from my office. The reviews said it was a bit sleazy and was a sauna for “men not twinks” which I found intriguing. So I headed off there one afternoon. The guy who let me in through the nondescript door in a side street was probably in his fifties, pudgy and wearing tee-shirt and shorts. He smiled as he charged me the entrance fee. “New here, aren’t you?” he asked. I nodded as he handed me my key. “Well, enjoy,” he remarked with a grin. It was pretty run-down and smelled a bit of damp. As I was getting undressed, a nude man appeared beside me. He was old and skinny with a paunch and he had a big cock hanging down with some foam around it where he had shaved his pubes. “That’s better,” he commented in a thick, phlegmy voice. adding "I like it smooth.” I said something neutral and stripped off my pants. “Nice tatts” he remarked, looking at the designs on my bottom and arms. “Thanks,” I answered. I wasn’t used to this kind of direct talk, and felt excited as I headed to the sauna. After a while, he came in and sat beside me. He wasn’t wearing a towel and his cock was semi-hard against his thigh. “Least it’s a bit warmer in here, eh? Bit cold outside. First time?” “Yes,” I replied. Nodding, he asked my name and followed-up with some general questions, his hand resting idly on my thigh as his fingers caressed my cock. I gasped, but he was quite nonchalant and talking about the weather as he stroked me to full erection. “Nice cock," he remarked, adding “You bottom or top?” His blunt question somewhat embarrassed me, but still I was able to answer "Well, bottom mostly.” His cock was erect now, thick and covered in veins. I also notice he had apparently at some point slid a cock ring around his tool. “Want to fuck?” I didn’t know what to say, but not wanting to appear naïve or nervous, I just shrugged and answered “Sure.” He levered himself off the bench and I followed his flaccid, wrinkled buttocks along the corridor (he hadn’t bothered with a towel) until we reached a room with a large, oval bed in the middle. Tossing a small bottle on the mattress he muttered “Poppers, if you want em.” There were some packets of lube on the side. He tore one open and rubbed it on his cock, then pushed me onto my knees commanding "Bend forward and rest your head on your arms.” When I was in position he asked rather incongruously, “So what do you think of the place, then?” “Not bad...”I started to reply, feeling this was a weird time to be starting a conversation, but then I felt his bare cock pushing into my arsehole. I gasped as I opened for him and after a brief struggle, the big head slid up me in a rush. "Don’t - don’t you want a …condom?” I asked. He was deep in me now and starting to thrust slowly in and out, making me sigh with pleasure, answering “Nah, I hate the things and haven’t used them since I was diagnosed. Here, take some poppers," handing me the bottle, even as my mind took in what he’d said: I was being fucked raw by a poz cock. I took a sniff and felt myself relax into it. He was sliding rhythmically in and out, all the time talking to me as if we were waiting for a bus or something. It was bizarre, and yet it seemed to distract me from worrying about what I was doing. Suddenly, the door opened and the pudgy guy from the front desk came in with a black bin-liner. “Don’t mind me!” he commented, adding “Seen it all before. Just emptying the bins.” He bustled around clearing up, when all the time I was kneeling there being fucked. “Nice bum,” he remarked, stroking his crotch. “Many in today, Bill?” asked the man fucking me, although in truth he was beginning to pant and his movements were getting more urgent. “Yeah, a few now, Sid. Mostly regulars." Sid gasped and said “Hang…hang on. I think I’m going to cum. Yep…here it cums!” With that his cock swelled and throbbed and I realised to my horror that he was filling me with spunk. “Nice,” he commented contentedly, stepping back one or two steps so his cock flopped out and a dollop of slimy cum slid down my balls. The other man, Bill, dropped his shorts and a stubby erection sprang up stiffly under his flabby belly. Before I even had time to react, he got behind me, steadied my bottom with one hand and thrust his cock into me with the other. It was so matter of fact, so nonchalant without even asking I just sagged in shock as he began to thrust eagerly in and out. “Put..put the kettle on….Sid," he gasped, explaining “I’ll make a cuppa when I’m done.” Bill nodded and left as Sid worked his way to orgasm. “Gah!” He gasped at last “ Fucking beautiful!” He pushed hard against me and came in me, stroking my thighs and panting happily as he spurted. “Phew! Nice one!” he remarked as he withdrew, giving my bottom a playful slap. “Want some tea?” He pulled some tissue from the dispenser on the wall and wiped his dripping cock before stepping into his shorts. I just nodded and followed him downstairs, numb with what had happened. There was a small patio with a table and two plastic chairs. Sid sat on one reading a paper. On the other was a pool of what looked like sperm. Sid saw me looking and said “Some dirty bastards in here, alright.” I suddenly felt helpless with the filthiness of it all, and yet the pure animal pleasure excited me. Slowly I lowered myself into the seat, feeling the anonymous spunk oozing between my buttocks and coating my hole. Sid looked up and said “You’re not poz, are you?” I shook my head. “How did you know?” He shrugged. “Something about your face upstairs, the shock when I said I had been diagnosed.” He turned back to his paper and lit a cigarette. “Anyway, better get used to it. Neither Bill nor I are on meds, so you’re probably pregnant already.”

Was in a bottom mood on Friday night and went to the bathhouse to take loads. My general MO is to stand in my jockstrap in my room beside the open door so guys can see my body and ass. That gets the most guys - if they are confident they come right up to me; if they are hesitant, I can let them know I'm interested. Was there for 5 hours and took 10 loads. Probably could've taken about 10+ more if I wasn't slightly picky :P Fuck, I love how 90% of guys just assume bareback and side their raw cock into a sloppy hole. And the few guys who want to use condoms seem genuinely apologetic as I kick them out. Now to go back to dumping my cum into hot boys >:-)

I can relate. It's not that I never top, but generally with guys I've played with before and there's a lot of great kissing involved. I once hit up a bottom on BBRT who had to travel and was looking for an anon load. I had the guy drive 10 miles to my hotel only to find I couldn't get hard...I had spend a half hour overthinking it before he arrived and it did me in. I felt SO bad that I had to send him on his way without getting a load. Fast forward a few months and I'm in a bath house, in the dark room, stroking. A guy came up and backed onto my dick and I fucked him. I fucked a few guys that night. It just happened organically with no thought put into it. I'd suggest a bath house or sex party and just see if it'll happen without trying too hard.

One way to get over performance anxiety is to imagine that everyone around you is naked. And in a bathhouse, that's usually fairly easy to do. Seriously, as a bottom, you know that tops come in all shapes and sizes. You know tops vary in technique. And, you know what feels good to you. When you top, just use that knowledge to give your bottom the fuck you'd like to get yourself. As for those niggling "what if's", there are usually ways to cover or get around them. If you're afraid you'll miss the hole, remember it's not 'Pin The Tail On The Donkey.' Find the hole with your fingers first. You can finger the hole with one hand while using the other to get hard. Leave the finger in the hole until your cock touches it. If you're afraid you'll cum too quick, well, in a bathhouse guys are usually trying to get loads so getting one quick just means he can start looking for the next. If you want to cover for it tell him his ass is so hot you're going to cum. That way, it's a compliment for his ass. If you're afraid you'll lose your erection, one thing I've done to cover that is I'll pull out and rim his hole until I regain my hard-on. Finally, remember that it's not a race and no one is forcing you to perform in a particular way, so relax, have fun, and remember that ... *whisper* ... everyone's naked.

-Got fucked during intermission by a stage hand whIle performing in a touring show, and even got fucked by another cast member in the wings waiting to make an entrance. - got sucked off by a professor while working as a TA in cillegal -fucked two check girls and one bag boy while I was a bag boy one summer in high school at king soopers - regularly fuck and get fucked by clients while working as a handyman now But the best sex during work story was definitely when I was a caddy one summer for the local country club. These hot young trophy wives would slip me $100 bills to let them suck me off or finger them while we drove the cart from hole to hole. Also had a few sexy married lawyers and doctors and other men with important jobs who wanted to suck my teen cock on the fairway or back at the clubhouse during my time as their caddy. The lead caddy figured out I was open to stuff like that and worked as the pimp arranging my time with certain men and women who would tip us both ridiculous amounts for a jack off session on the green or a bj in the steam room and one guy, a former state's attorney, paid him 500 and paid me 1000 to come work a private party at his house wearing nothing but bow ties and a smile and take drink orders from his queeny old friends who would jack us as we took their drinks or finger us when we bent over to deliver them. At the end of the night he gave us each 300 extra to jerk each other off and once we were done he and a friend got me to stay late and had me try on a bunch of underwear from his friend's shop (the guy owned a men's lingerie store as well as a bunch of other stores and businesses around colorado) and I did a few lines of coke and I ended up spending the night and fucked the former state's attorney in the pool house and they both jerked off onto my face and tipped me for the extra fun. All in all I made a total of nearly $2500 by the time I went home and I also got to keep 3 briefs, 2 thongs, a jockstrap, a buttplug and a pair of leather shorts with removable crotch and built in cock ring! I would have returned to work there again the next summer but the lead caddy got caught with a club member fucking his ass in the locker room while another caddy sucked him off and the management fired him and decided not to hire any of the returning caddies just in case. It was too bad because that one summer practically paid for my first car and first two years of college!

Steve and Pete, two good looking guys, had met in college, fell in love instantly. Steve and Pete, graduated and got jobs. Finding a place in a neighborhood, that was for older people, but was affordable and were welcomed by landlord who rented the downstairs apartment to them. Ralph, who owned the house, wanted Pete, who with dark hair, hazel eyes, slender build. Not that Steve was a slouch, brown hair and brown eyes. Ralph himself, was balding 58 years old overweight. Ralph had peek holes in the floors in the apartment. He would watch Pete, shower, get dressed and watch Pete fuck Steve. Ralph had fantasies of fucking Pete. And an opportunity for Ralph was going to happen. ”Pete, I’m planning your birthday party, and do I have a surprise for you.” Steve said to his boyfriend. “I’m going to choose a guy for you to fuck as your birthday present.” “I can’t wait to find out who it is.” Ralph, eavesdropping, would fix it, that Pete wouldn’t get to his own birthday party Ralph, between asking, snooping around the apartment. Finding what he thought were invitations, but were clues to who the guy was and where the party was being held. Ralph replaced, the directions with another place to go. Which was an hour in the opposite direction of where the party was. Ralph got hard, knowing that he was going fuck him. The day of the party: Ralph left jockey, with the open back. And a note that said “The surprise guy wants to top you.” Pete was surprised that Steve would want a guy to top him, he figured Steve would want to top him. But it was Steve’s fantasy, so he would go with it. Pete arrived at the address: he was surprised to see that it was a bathhouse, but didn’t question it. Walking in, Pete is greeted by old men in their late 50’s early 60’s. Pete made his way into a room. Put his stuff away, got naked, putting on the jock. When a stocky old man walked in “You must be Pete, I have a message for you, it is go to room 9. Make a left, It’s by the sauna.” Walking to the room, Pete felt hands grabbing at his ass, wondering why Steve would pick a bathhouse to have a party. Now in the room, Pete hears a voice “take off the jocks, read the script, I wrote.” Pete looked around, but didn’t see anyone, took off the jocks, read the paper, which said “You want daddy’s cock.” “I love you daddy.” Those two lines would be easy to remember. He walked over to where the bed was, and on it was a note that said “on your back, with your legs spread, next to it was a condom. Pete was glad to see that, from what he heard, there’s not much safe sex being practiced in bathhouses, and Steve certainly wanted him to be safe. Before hopping on the table, he took a sip of water, unaware that there was a roofie in it. Pete went back to the bed, spread his legs, Ralph, who had been in the next room, watching him, comes out naked, “hello Pete, I’m your birthday gift replacement, it’s going to be ok.” With that, Ralph starts, rimming his ass, Pete, not being able to move could only moan. Ralph moved to Pete and slowly got Pete to suck his cock. “That’s my boy!” Ralph shouted! Pete could taste his precum in his mouth, Ralph then moved back to the end of the bed. Climbed on top of Pete, lifting the barely conscious young man’s legs over his shoulders, teasing Pete’s hole. “No condom?” Pete asked weakly. “Then no condom it is, son.” Ralph answered. With that, Ralph put his hard 6 inch into Pete, who could only moan and force to be kissed by Ralph, while he was thrusting back in fourth onside him. Ralph, let out a moan “Do you want daddy’s load?” Pete, remembering the script. “Yes daddy, and please daddy!” “Here comes daddy’s load deep inside you!”shooting several loads into Pete’s red now wide open ass, Ralph clasped on top of the boy, kissing him with more passion and Pete didn’t resist this time. Pete was also unaware that Ralph had filmed it and streamed it to Steve, who replied. “Thanks for not raising our rent!”

I think that there is one thing everyone who is questioning the rules and guidelines on this site should remember. It is not your large investment in time or money, or possible imprisonment that is at risk if some of these rules and guidelines aren't followed. It is RawTop who will be swinging out there in the wind by himself who is at risk. If there is someone out there who believes he/she can run a better site, with no restrictions, go do it. Put your money, time and maybe freedom where your mouth is. There is a belief in society, that any restriction on freedom is damaging to all freedoms. "False!" If everyone had the total freedom that some seem to desire, incidents like the Pulse Nightclub massacre could be daily or even hourly occurances. Do you want that? Of course not! Society has to have guidelines, restrictions and laws. The problem is, that many times, those guidelines, restrictions and laws aren't enforced equally. "That's" the problem. Argue and advocate against that.

When a top enters the last stage of his rut and embarks on the final leg of his journey towards orgasm, I try to stay as still as possible for him. It’s in no-one’s interest to force him to change direction and break his stride. At this point, it’s clear he’s found the golden spot in my arse that’s going to get him off, and he should just be left to it. Bottoms like me live for such moments, and it’s both foolish and arrogant to think I can enhance the experience for him with show-off maneuvers that should be left behind at an earlier stage of the fuck. The only exception is when I find myself in such a position that I cannot physically endure it for more than a few minutes. It’s never my arse that gives out, but some other supporting body part, such as a knee or a thigh muscle. Even then, I’ll put up with an enormous amount of discomfort to get his load, and only shift position once it’s clear the point of no return has been reached.

The first time I did this was in Berlin a few years ago. I'd always had a wide variety of tastes in guys and body shapes, but hadn't really hooked up with anyone you could call "repugnant." I was still insanely horny after a night of partying in Berlin - ended up at the Bull getting bred by the hot bartender from Tom's Bar. I decided to take a break from Bull and cruise Hasenheide Park. At this point, it was around 9am. The cruisy part of the park was great - a big field of guys sunning themselves naked, and plenty of woods in the back. I didn't have a blanket, so I just stripped completely naked and sat on the grass. The point was to show off a bit, and see who might be interested. I caught the eye of a few guys and so I headed to the woods. One-by-one some of the guys I saw from the field came to the woods and bred me, including one incredibly hot Turkish muscle dude who flooded my hole. After the fourth or fifth guy left, a man approached who was by every definition "repugnant" - a short troll of a guy. But he had such a horny look in his eyes, so I motioned for him to come over. He then pulled down his pants and pulled out a dick unlike any other I had ever seen - it was wide and grey. The first thing that came to my mind was that it looked like a Nintendo cartridge. But I bent over and he shoved it in my loaded hole. It took him less than 2 minutes to nut up my ass, which was hot. As he pulled up his pants, I felt that intoxicating feeling of both degradation and satisfaction for the first time. That was when I knew I was a true cumslut. I now not only take raw cock and seed from "ugly" guys, I get off on it. To this day, I still jerk off thinking about that trip to Berlin -- not the hot bartender from Tom's or the Turkish god, but that dude with the Nintendo dick.

My roommate is out of town for the night. Got a dude who had a bad night at the casino over. Gave him some nice throaty head and swallowed his cum in 10min. Wish i had more cum

My husband and I visited this club for its regular Wednesday naked evening. It is a community run sex (not fetish) club and offers a cosy, laid back atmosphere. There were about 60 guys there, all shapes and sizes from your classic German bears through to sex-hunting emaciated skinheads. Poz boys are welcome, and I saw one biohazard tattoo. Their lube is of the finest quality, and I did not see a single condom in use: this is a bareback joint and bareback is what folks assume. Smalltalk is in German, but language is not a problem if you are up for it. This is more a local than a sex-tourist venue with the mix about 50% local to 50% fresh meat. There are 3 floors, and sex takes place on all of them. The basement is the place where rampant fucking takes place everywhere you look. Fucking is the dominant form of sex. Next comes rimming, and sucking a fair way down. So if you want to be fucked, you just need to offer your arse and a cock will, sooner rather than later, penentrate it. If you want to fuck, there is plenty of choice and immediate availability. I am not sure how many loads got exchanged. I got the feeling that folks were more interested in servicing many men rather than breeding, but I may be wrong. The ground floor has the bar and seating where you can relax to drink. However, the bar can be difficult to reach because of guys fucking in front of it. The top floor is the "chill out" area, but that is a relative term. It is a place for those who want to talk to their partners and take the sex slower and with more variety, and that is where I hit it off. I was sitting quietly on a sofa, and a gentleman sat down beside me. I immediately noticed his thick cock, thicker than my own generous endowment! But it was his huge balls that really grabbed my attention. He started playing with his cock, as I did with his, which enabled me to judge its considerable size. I wanted to sample his balls, but it was not so easy. His sac had been siliconed; getting on for 500cc, I suspect. I couldn't ask how much; my German isn't good enough and he wasn't into speaking. But nothing gives me a greater hard-on than juiced balls! Despite its size, I was determined to take his cock, and the first step was to deep-throat it. I had to stretch my mouth wide to manage, but I did so and got it to the back of my throat. My reward was the taste of his sweet pre-cum, flavoured by fine German beer. He seemed to enjoy this and I changed my position to expose my hole while sucking him. He picked up the hint and began to finger it. My pre-lubing provided the necessary signal that I was there to be fucked. Then we kind of stood up, whereupon he gently but firmly pushed my head down to bend me over. I really wondered if i was going to be able to take his cock, but my hole is inset, so easy for the top to position for entry. As I felt his cock touch, I just told myself to relax, and in he went. I was stretched, really stretched, but his pace was slow (almost gracious!) which allowed me to adjust without pain and relax further. He wanted to go in deep and he did; I could feel and enjoy the stubble of his shaved and siliconed balls striking me as he pressed right in. We broke off for kissing and nipple play, and then he returned to fucking me which is what he really wanted. All good things have to end, and this did with the exchange of German courtesies. I was thoroughly reamed, and a happy guy! So, if you want a laid back venue with plenty of sex, try Ajpnia.

so if you're a super slutty little cumdumpster faggot like me you have probably sucked so many cocks you can't even guess how many. I started sucking cock at 8, deepthroating in grade 8 and very quickly got a reputation for being an easy, willing and talented cocksucker that would blow anyone. I would hunt for cocks to suck everyday online, public restrooms,porntheatres, parties and stop by the porn booth glory holes every day to suck guys off. I could recognise some guys just by their cock or their cum. straight guys, gay guys, married guys, family members, whatever. but my favourite cock that I have ever sucked the cum out of was my fathers big meaty veiny cock. for obvious reasons. bio dad cock n cum is like the holy grail for a faggot. not many of us get to suck off their actual father so its extra special. also, like all of the guys in my family he has a big beautiful cock. truly a cocksuckers cock. and a big powerful sweet delicious load. what is your favourite cock that you have ever sucked?

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.

So I am a bottom and a slut. A cumdump. But I also love ass. The times I have topped I have loved, but I lack confidence. In a Bathhouse I can getting fucked over and over but when I try to top I panic. I feel I will disappoint. I feel I am going to miss the hole or lose my erection , but I want to top as well. Anyone have any advice ?

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.

Oh heck yes! My sophomore year of college, his freshman year. He had been with one other guy (a few days before, another buddy in our co-op house). It was awesome... I'd been wanting it for quite a while by then. Over 30 years later, we are still friends, though we live in different cities and don't see one another much. And he's still married to the other guy.

Not at all. I just wanted to be clear what was in my mind. If you'd like to make up for your non-offense, you are welcome to fuck my cunt into a swollen mound any time.

I'm well informed on sexual health and transmissibility having read some of the +/u studies and have a number of +/u friends and FBs. I'll confess that having come of age during the early days of HIV, the idea of chasing doesn't hold any interest for me at all. Worshipping men's cocks and cherishing their seed in my cunt is where my interests and fantasies lie. I wanted to share *why* he didn't disclose to put it in a more human context. HIV stigmatization has real impacts, and internalizing that I've been awash in his +/u seed for months is my way of accepting how not big a deal his status is.

I think I've answered this before but will again - once I flipped to bottom and have been able to fulfill the true role I was meant for, I know that it is to accept any and all seed, no matter the look of the Top. My hole has one purpose - to be mounted, fucked, and bred and serve as the repository for seed. When I set up a meet, or am in a club, I know it's not to get married - it's to further my purpose and accept all cocks. Oink!

It's not a Mr. IML contest, and the great thing about dark rooms [ok, almost dark rooms] is that no one can really see you; you're just a darker space in the dim light like everyone else. So there's not much chance that your skill -- good, bad, mediocre -- on a given night will become the talk of the town. The only person you need worry about is YOU. Once you stop giving a rat's ass about what other guys think, say, do, etc., your anxiety, unsurprisingly, will diminish, and your dick will react accordingly.

No. I'm on PrEP for a couple years. I love it because I breed ass a lot. I don't even question any more. But I don't lie about it.

Anyone with a cock that can get hard can top, including bottoms. Some bottoms may not agree because they think that being a bottom is in their DNA. Well, it's not. Self-defined bottoms just like to get fucked over topping. A bathhouse is a good place for a bottom to try topping because there are all kinds of situations that can help relax and not worry about cock size, keeping the erection or shooting too quickly. Once you are horny enough and wanna top, find a willing hole already loaded or a guy getting fucked in public and join in. Panic or disappoint who? Never worry about cumming to quickly or the size of your cock because most bottoms are happy to just get their hole creamed.

I live in LA. No one checks that now. No one wears condoms and if people ask to use one, most say no thanks. At least the places I go to here. But 26 years ago, it was a different story of course.

Depends on who comes, the focus will be on the blood not on the poz or neg. So getting into bushing, in the ass, outside of the cock, inside the piss slit and smearing it round before fucking or being fucked. I am sain, as much as the view "I'm doing x until I'm finished/cum, no mater what" is very hot thought. My aim is not serious damage but just a little blood.

This is all very interesting, I always worry tops will think I'm a dead fuck if I don't do anything

doesnt that depend on how many men and how often they cum? or if they taken condoms with too let us eat during, before or after? im not sure how many loads.. but from party experience in backroom of the party ive been able to keep on one after a another quite many times since i had to or clean it up.. but i took 13 men once then i started to get it to come up during throatfucks but i still kept swallow it again .. but they had condoms with them and poured down in mouth and got me to swallow it so hard to count and the cum that came up mixed with vomitting on my self was mostly cum.. but might be since i didnt have any food before the party while was in the storage room.. they didnt come with food so was very hungry but had diet and i dont know if good even if i done it 14 times but only eaten cum like 4 days in a row before so was empty stomache only cum filled and starved so i had to get more to repeatly cum or ive be without any at all.. but cum is suppose to be very nutrious ive told.. but need to serve luike several men to get enough and almost no breaks to compensate food if not eaten for days to get lil energy too keep on

Very vivid memory of the first guy that fucked me. It actually didn't go very far as I was drunk as hell and clearly tight as hell. He barely got his dick into me once; we ended up blowing each other.! But officially he was the first dick I had in my ass! It was the mid-80's, I was 18-19, he was some crazy handsome, furry chested, bearded Italian guy who picked me up when I was walking home drunk from a party. Still remember being fascinated by all that fur. Also remember being so drunk and horny I had my head in his lap to blow him in the car, even before we got to his house! And those it didn't progress very far, that feeling of a man's hard cock pushing between my ass cheeks is totally unforgettable. The guy had a pretty unique name and I did some internet searching....found a pic of him now, in his 70's. Still a really fit, handsome man. I'd let him fuck me again and I bet it would go a lot easier now😈

Just.... i have a full arse of beautiful cum from my mate at school. We have been friends since 10 year olds. This guy is a welder, proper stocky, muscly arms and a sexy bubble arse. He has 4 kids with different women. Anyway he confessed tonight how his dick rules his life, very straight guy, he said he never likes rubbers but loves sex. His girlfriend has left him as he was caught screwing her mate. He had a look about him tonight, a real hot sexy look. I took a chance and put my hand on his groin and just gently massaged him, he stared me in the eyes, but never stopped me, I moved in and kissed his hot lips and stubble, he did not kiss back. I moved my hand to his zip, undid his jeans and took out his uncut thick cock which was hard and just went down on him, he never spoke, but then groaned and was rubbing my head. I asked if we could go upstairs to my bed, he nodded, we did, i undressed him and kissed his body whilst doing. He was naked, i explored and licked him all over. He then spoke and told me to get naked, i did, he got me on my back, pushed my legs up to my chest, spat on his cock and wet my hole and pushed his hard dick in me and fucked me, his face was in mine, he then started kissing me, deep tongued. He sped up and groaned so loud and left his load deep up me. Eventually rolled off me and said awesome, fuckin awesome. I sucked his cock clean, licked his balls and copped a feel of his arse hole which next time I will eat. I know he will be back...

Thats so hot. I have a straight married guy that calls me over for a booty call as often as he can. No bible on table but a cross on the wall. He is one of the biggest pigs in the bedroom that I have encountered, and trust me I have met a few!

Politics aside, I understand where this is coming from. Your concern is that being controlled/limited by pretentious personnel while trying to appease the masses of media concepts is rather...... A pain in the ass to say the least. Caricature-made, but understandable. I can concur with that. Applying that thought to the identities of "snowflakes" can be very important in your eyes, due to you not wanting trivial matters being more important than the significance of one's freedom and ACTUAL important issues. I agree with this notion. I too, as a "hardcore liberal," do agree that there is pseudo-liberal tactics that may please a general crowd without actually addressing the main issue. I seen it very well as a kid, with governors saying "I like gays," and 20,000 think pieces on Huffington Post saying that the governor who said such should be praised for acknowledging something so basic, when homophobia is most definitely not that govern's concern. I never understood that, and simply labeled those who follow that whimsy as "Mouth-Breathers." However, I will say this in my regard - I don't think on restriction, I just believe in responsibility, when it comes to freedom. You can drink and MAYBE get in a vehicle, but, don't be drunk. A sip is different than 40 kegs of beer. Same thing with freedom/basic human decency. Then again, I'm not opposed to a governmental law that enforces every man over the age of 40 to wear jockstraps and be rimmed by guys in their 20's 24/7. I guess I'm a nazi in that regard. Afterall, as a "socialist" I believe every Daddy should share his musky hole to all us young men to taste. It could help starvation. At least for me lol

The darkest one that I have been to in my travels has to be the sunday afternoon nude session @ S.L.U.T club in Hamburg - Germany. Footware only. You are given a miners lamp, but only anyone newly there tended to use them..otherwise the play area was pitch black. They also keep the bar area in very low light.

Here’s part 2 of creepy landlord Ralph made sure that Pete was out cold, and got him back home to Steve. The next morning Pete woke up, not remembering a thing, but a feeling that something happened. “Morning handsome, you ok?” Steve asked. “Yeah, just feel like I missed something.” Pete answered. “Ok, Just don’t forget the party tonight.” Steve said , with that they kiss goodbye. Steve sees Ralph outside, “He doesn’t remember a thing.” “That’s good Steve.” “One more thing Ralph, you deleted the video?” “Steve, I sure did.” “Good, if he found out that I tricked him into having sex with you, he won’t forgive me.” “By the way, why didn’t you use the condom?” “It had to be natural.” Steve just shoots Ralph a look. “I gave you a break on the rent for exchange for an hour with your boyfriend, a deal is a deal.” “You’re right Ralph.” Steve leaves. Ralph goes back inside to his place, and watches the video, getting off on it. Planning his next move. Pete, at work, still feeling something is a miss. “Hi Vesper, how are you?” Vesper, was Pete’s boss and had lusted after Pete since he started working at the firm. “Good morning Pete, I’m fine.” “We have a lot to do this morning.” So let’s get started.” Vesper, who was, 59 years old, 6’foot and overweight with thinning light brown hair, was envious of Pete and Steve, two hot guys. Wishing he could fuck Pete. Vesper was able not too make any moves, that would be ground for termination. Pete, not knowing what Vesper thought of him, trusted and confided in him. around 3, Vesper left for the day. Pete got a text from Ralph saying to see him when he got home, that it was urgent. Pete goes to Ralph’s “Are you alright, Ralph?” “Pete, do you remember what happened last night?” “We went out for your birthday, for drinks, stopped off at the bathhouse?” Between drinking at the bar, and whoever slipped something into our drinks.” “Ralph what are you talking about?” I text you the video, I can’t believe it.” Pete checks his messages and sees the video of Ralph fucking him. Ralph also edited the video to make it look like Pete really was into him. “I can’t fucking believe it.” “I don’t know how I’m going to tell Steve this.” “Pete, listen to me, a few of the guys send it to me, unaware that they filmed us.” “Steve doesn’t know, and I’m not going to say anything to him, however those guys who filmed it, know you’re in a relationship and will tell Steve, that you cheated on him, unless you sleep with them.” “So I’m dammed if I do, dammed If I don’t.” “Shit.” “Pete, you have to get ready for your party, try not to think about it.” Pete tried not to be distracted by what had happened. And decided to talk to the one person he trusted outside of Steve. ”Vesper, do you have a few minutes?” “For you Pete, I do.” “You ok?” “You seemed distracted last night at your party, and today.” “I’m being blackmailed by three men at a bathhouse.” “Wait, I don’t follow, why?” Pete shows the video to Vesper. “Oh my god!” “How did it happen?” “I don’t remember, just a lot to drink.” “I’m afraid to tell Steve, but if I do, I’ll lose him.” “ If I don’t tell Steve this men will show him the video.” “I don’t know what to do.” Vesper now saw an opportunity to get what he always lusted after, and being a top notch skilled lawyer, he knew Pete wouldn’t say no, if he wanted to. “Well Pete, since you seem to have a thing for older overweight men, I’ll keep your secret for you, but you have to sleep with me, not only will I keep your secret, I’ll give you a raise to.” “Besides, it would be my word against yours,” “and I have a copy of the video.” Pete, knowing he had no choice gave into Vesper. Steve left for a business trip, and Vesper liked the idea of fucking Pete in the bed he shared with Steve. Ralph saw Vesper pull up and Vesper said to him, now I’m going to finally own Pete’s ass, even if it’s just for the night.” Ralph grinned. “It is a great ass.” Vesper had bought a bottle of wine over, Pete was nervous, feeling he should have just told Steve the truth. Vesper took Pete’s hand and put it on his crutch, Pete, started rubbing it, undoing Vesper’s belt and button of his pants, sliding his hand between his cock and underwear. Vesper reaches in to kiss Pete, who pulls away. “Come on Pete, I’m going inside you, let me kiss you.” Vesper kisses Pete, reaching behind Pete, putting his hand into the back of his jeans, feeling his ass. “Let’s go into the bedroom, which side does Steve sleep on?” “The left.” “Ok” Vesper, took off his pants boxers, showing a hard on. Then Vesper took off Pete’s t-shirt. Vesper was impressed by what he saw in front of him. Vesper pushes Pete down on his knees to suck him, keeping his hands on the young man’s head, until he needed to come up for air. Ralph had been watching through the discreetly places peek holes in the wall. Getting off on what he was seeing. Vesper unbuttoned and pulled Pete’s Jeans down, looking at his semi hard cock, probably due to the drinks that he had before Vesper arrived. Vesper took off his shirt, and pulled off Pete’s underwear, led him on to the bed, placing him face down, he lubed up Pete’s ass, then his own dick and took his time placing his head, then his whole bare cock into his tight hole. Vesper was enjoying this, a dream come true for him. Vesper switched positions, now having Pete ride him. Trying to forget that his boss blackmailed him, Pete looked up to see a tiny hole in the wall, but didn’t have time to think about it, when he felt he was cumming with Vesper stroking his dick. “Shit, I’m coming Vesper!” “That’s my slut!” “What?” “You’re a slut, with a daddy complex.” “You love being barebacked by older men.” “You ready for my load slut?” “Because here it cums!” Shooting his load into Pete’s ass,Vesper kisses Pete. And slides to the left of the bed, and falls asleep. Pete, gets up and uses the bathroom, gets dressed, and goes upstairs to Ralph’s to talk. Pete bangs on the door. “Ralph, are you awake?” Ralph of course saw Pete through the hole and knew he was coming to see him. “What is it, Pete?” “I fucked up really badly.” “What do you mean?” “I showed my boss the video, then he blackmailed me into sleeping with him, and I did.” “How can I ever face Steve again?” “I feel so ashamed.” Ralph, now comforting the young man “People make mistakes, you’ll figure it out.” “Come on, I’ll walk you down to your place.” Pete was unaware, that at the last minute, that Ralph had called three men from the bathhouse to come over, and fuck Pete. “Who are you?” “We were at the bathhouse.” And we like young bottoms like yourself.” Vesper comes out of the bedroom, naked. And without a word, Pete is dragged into the bedroom, getting fucked raw by Ralph, Vesper, Sammy, Ray, and Eric, the three old men who were the ones who recorded the video, and of course recorded the gang bang. Ray loved how his cock felt in the young man, “You love daddy Ray, don’t you, boy?” “Yessir” Pete answered weakly. Ray shot his load, pulled out, there was no need for lube, when Eric, went in, “yeah, you love old man cock, don’t you?” “Yes, I do.” Eric shoots his load, Ray his next. “Remember, all your daddy’s love you, son.” Another load in Pete’s now very wrecked and open hole. Sammy was last. “I don’t know why your boyfriend would let you take loads, from men who are old enough to be your fathers, but thank him for us.” Sammy shoots his load, the three men leave. With just Vesper and Ralph naked between Pete, who at this point doesn’t know what to say or do. Vesper puts his dick into Pete’s mouth and Ralph puts his dick into Pete’s ass and fucks him. ”So you know, I was going to raise your rent, but made a deal with Steve to fuck you, not raise your rent.” The video I was going to get rid of, but decided I wanted you some more.” Vesper, that is sick and twisted, Ralph.” “But I thank you for it, otherwise, I never would have been able to “influence” Pete into bed.” “You’re very welcome, Vesper.” Both shoot their loads at the same time, Vespers load down Pete’s throat. And Ralph up Pete’s very sore red open ass with cum leaking out of it. Pete now knew the truth, and decided to leave Steve and start a new life elsewhere.

Your first name: Luke or just whore, slut, faggot, pussyboy...whatever you want to call me really Your cell number: A location: Dallas, TX (75252) Available weeknights after 7pm and weekends anytime Age: 29 Height: 6’2 Weight: 255 Ethnicity: Mixed White/Latino https://assets.s3xstatic.com/bz/uploads/monthly_2019_12/DA2C8FFD-366A-4468-AFFD-7646BD4C2BA2.jpeg.6748f69ecd0cc1e251f4d9d081b2a9b7.jpeg https://assets.s3xstatic.com/bz/uploads/monthly_2019_12/7682054A-D44F-487C-AC87-EEEEFD726278.jpeg.48f61821213413e6974d81eda6ca02db.jpeg https://assets.s3xstatic.com/bz/uploads/monthly_2019_12/22A57B6A-CA87-45B3-B437-A6ED47B7E29C.jpeg.e3c3e0a08e4a426c6d0bcdc6e193ac62.jpeg https://assets.s3xstatic.com/bz/uploads/monthly_2019_12/8CDCD706-21C1-42E6-A00A-7CF00D2AB11F.jpeg.7a6f65939d2fd0190e400adad3cc95f4.jpeg https://assets.s3xstatic.com/bz/uploads/monthly_2019_12/18BEE3A0-8352-458F-ADAB-E75A8E0B602B.jpeg.6f4e97709b97c718ad583570ffdf97ab.jpeg

I am back with another real incident that happened 2 weeks back. Since I cheated my boyfriend (we are 10+ years in relationship and were monogamous) in Vegas, that incident kind of made me so slutty, just thinking of it makes me so horny. My boyfriend had a conference 2 weeks back and he was out for 4 days left on Tuesday and coming back on Friday. I was so horny thinking of vegas incident (read cheating boyfriend) and wanted to fuck around more. I never being to any sex club and after researching online I found out blow buddies sf and got courage to try that. They have naked Wednesdays. I decided let me try that. So I went there at around 9PM it was kind of empty when I arrived and at the door they let me know that its naked Wednesday so need to be all stripped down and only with shoes. This was first time I was in any sex club and being naked in any gathering. I am nervous and at the same time super excited. I stripped down and put my stuffs in locker. Then with hesitant I went inside the play area where u have maze, glory holes and some kind of booths. I walked for sometime and couple of mid aged guys were following me and in some turns will be touching me. It was 1st for me I was exited and so much nervous. After sometime one guy grabbed my cock while I was walking and I stopped then he started shagging my cock. I didn’t stop him so he started sucking me and man he was so good. Then he took me to one of the booth and again sucked me for sometime and then he turned around and was trying to put my dick in his hole. I said condom and then he went out and got a condom and I fucked him good and he took my cum in his mouth. I went for a smoke in the outdoor area and I was still horny I walked around for sometime then I saw this hot guy may be early 40s, toned body, hairy chest and with good dick like 7.5” and thick. He looked at me and I looked at him. He went to a booth and blinked. I didn’t understand and walked passed. After sometime we crossed again and this time he put his hand on my ass and dragged me to a booth. We kissed and then he forced my head towards his dick. I started sucking him bending forward. After sometime time he put one finger in my ass and I was super turned on. I positioned myself better so that he can finger bette. He kept fingering 1st one finger and then 2. After sucking him some more time he turned me around and started to rim me. I was in cloud 9, so super horny and since I didn’t get fucked for a long time (sex in that matter as my bf and I stopped having sex for a long time) I was super horny. Then he started to rub his cock and I wanted to get fucked badly. He started pushing his cock inside me then I said condom and he grabbed one (there was condom in the booth and lubes too) he took one and I turned around to get fucked. There are holes in the booth and one guy was watching from the hole and grabbed my cock and then started pulling my cock to suck. I obliged and through hole he started sucking me and this guy slowly started inserting his cock in me. I was having best time and closed my eyes in pleasure. This guy then started fucking me hard and deep. He was deep inside me and I can feel and hear his balls throbbing my ass and I started moaning a bit (usually I don’t moan but I did). He was fucking me hard and holding my shoulders and hair sometime. After sometime he released and I also came in the guy’s mouth sucking me from the hole. Then I turned around and he said sorry the condom fell somewhere down when he was pulling out. I said that’s ok (I didn’t at all thought what has happened and thought that can definitely happen when u pull out after an instense fucking though my ass felt little wet). At this point I was feeling something like 1st time in sex club, got fucked by a total stranger and cheating my boyfriend. I left and came home. I went to toilet and found cum out of my ass and then I realized what has happened in blow buddies. I have been stealth (thanks to this site I have read many experiences and stories). I was super scared and freaked out. But at the same time I was super super horny thinking about what just happened (blow buddies reviews said it was more of safe sex club which definitely didn’t happen with me). Next day I went to clinic and got PEP (I don’t want to get hiv). I am becoming a super slut now (or have become already). I have my appointment for PrEP next week. Now I think I want to go to more such sex clubs (cheating my bf which adds to my excitement). Reading this site i think i am not weird and many of u do this and make us more horny and sex active. Cant even imagine how i became from a committed person to such slut in couple of weeks after my vegas encounter. Any suggestion where I can go and get fucked and fuck some hole? I just want to have more that slutty and get fucked by strangers or fuck a stranger. Where in sf u would prefer to go?

A true cumdump has no say in who gets to fuck its ass and dump loads of cum into it. They exist to suck cocks, get fucked and take loads. A faggot just needs to make its body available for as many men as possible to fuck. A true bottom boy never turns away ANY cock for any reason. He just takes it and thanks the men for dumping their loads in him. No questions asked, no condom required.

Easily my dad. I loved sucking his fucking fat Italian dick. To me, it was perfect and still years later weirdly serves as the dick I measure all others. Not only did I love the way his cock/cum tasted, I lived for his cock scent. I remember even rubbing my face in his pube/ball sweat to smell like him.

An awesome conclusion to a great story! It doesn't seem like it's been 100 chapters (probably seems more than that to chi4loads... 😉). Developing new characters while maintaining current ones is a difficult task, but chi4loads has met this task with outstanding ease. I venture to say that Brother in Trouble will remain a popular thread on BZ for years to come for new comers and BZ regulars alike. We all need to thank chi4loads for not sharing this story line, but also his writing skills. Thank you, chi4loads! 😘

Can't stop laughing dodger at your reply above! It's true and same here. Although since letting my real inner pig out some while ago I realized that it's not about the look, the face, any attraction like that; it's about the serving of cocks and allowing our holes to be used as a chalice for the sacred seed of Priapus. Thus "yes", I have been fucked and bred by guys who were not "good looking" per se, but I didn't focus on their face, hardly even looked at it. I focused totally on the cock going inside me and the need to accept its seed. (Damn, sounds like there should be an "Amen" here!)

He started to slide his cock deliciously in and out of me, taking his time as he enjoyed the feel of my cummy arsehole around his cock. "Mmmm....darling!" he gasped. " you have a sexy pussy!" The other man got off the sofa and headed out. "See you two lovebirds later!" He laughed. "Knock him up good, Terry!" Terry chuckled as the man left and whispered in my ear. " Is that what you want, baby? Do you want daddy's nasty sperm in you? Do you want my baby?" I was gasping with pleasure as I knelt on the old sofa, arse up, being fucked by this sagging old man. But his cock felt so good, and I was so high with the sleaziiness of it, I could only nod my head and say "Yes...breed me!" He sighed happily. "Good boy!." Then he thrust faster in and out until his cock was like a rod of iron in me "Here it comes!" He gasped and I felt his cock throb and throb, knowing with each contraction his toxic sperm was spurting into me. After a few moments, he stopped moving and lay heavily on my back. I could feel his ribs and his heart pounding. "Oh yes...you're all wet with my spunk now. Let's give it a chance to take, shall we?" He lay on me like an old pig. It was quiet and still as the others had left, and I could hear the clock ticking and smell the body odour on the sofa back beneath my chin. Eventually, his cock softened to the point where my hole expelled it with a soft hiss and he got heavily to his feet and slapped my bum. "There you go, son. Hope you enjoyed getting pregnant with me. See you later" Then he was gone and I was alone in that filthy room, sperm dripping out of me, wondering what the hell I'd done. And yet, my cock was rock hard and I was as excited as I've ever been. There was a noise in the door way and the thin, veiny man called Arthur who'd used me to get off came in and gave a dirty laugh. "Fuckin' hell! Look at you!" He laughed as I got to my feet, erection standing out with a drool of pre-cum hanging from the tip. "Bet you didn't expect this, did yer? Bet you didn't plan to go home well and truly pozzed?" I shook my head and blushed, "I'm so ashamed of myself, I shouldn't have done it" I said. But my hard-on showed a different story and he just leered at me "I think you knew what you were doing. You're just a filthy bastard like the rest of us." He turned, knelt on the sofa and spread his sagging, wrinkled buttocks revealing a puffy, slack brown hole glistening with lube. "C'mon," He said. "Give me your last neg load. This is what your arse is going to look like one day" He wriggled it obscenely at me. I couldn't resist. My heart was pounding and I knew now what I was. I got behind him, pressed my cock into his puffy lips and slid up him as Bill appeared again with his rubbish bag to empty the bin. He watched me fucking the wasted old body for a minute or two, then came and slipped his hand under my buttocks and squeezed my balls and fingered my cock were it entered the slimey hole. "That's it" He said. " Don't be shy. Shoot up him like his wants." He suddenly thrust his forefinger into Arthur along side my cock and I gasped with pleasure, feeling the orgasm approaching "C...cumimg! I gasped "Ooh, lovely! I can feel it shooting around my finger" Arthur was laughing as he took my load "Git your fucking finger out you dirty sod!" Bill did what he was told and winked at me as he licked the cum and juices from his forefinger. "Nice. " He said. " Sweet. And your last neg load. I know they've all fucked you. Welcome to our little club!"

I had tried meth w women n couldn't even feel anything. When a gay lover got me high AF it was a totally different. Even his touch turned me on, he then gave me a booty bump nn my ass was on fire for cock. He was usually a bottom, I begged him to n he turned me into a cockbwhore.

I love sniffing my own pits

What not to do? Not having a roll of paper towels or extra towels for people to clean up a bit. Not providing lube and/or poppers. Being too fussy/picky. You're probably not going to like everyone who shows up (because they posted fake photos, lied about age/looks etc) or every dick that is offered (e.g. too big, too small, piercings, unwashed etc). My advice would be not to do this in your own home and having a buddy/partner in crime who has got your back. I am way too much of a control freak to allow men to just come into my space like that - even for example at a place like a big hotel during MAL in Washington, DC. The number of things that could go wrong kill the "hotness" factor of it for me. Being a cumdump in a sauna or sex party is a totally different story.

Yesterday I had an old friend drop by after an almost two year gap. He'd used to come over and breed me for hours, and figured while he was in town we could have some more of those good times. He came over and we sat down and talked.. within ten minutes he was removing his shirt. I had prepared for him, and undid my pants showing off my black jock. He almost purred as he ran his hand down my bare ass, bent me over and started rimming me. After about five minutes of tonguefucking, he grabbed my bottle of astroglide from the bedside table, lubed up, and pushed in me. I took him so eagerly, his balls hit my hole within a second. All eight inches of him were planted deep in my ass, and he started to fuck me. It was like we never had that time apart. I remembered everything, the heat, the sweat dripping off his chin onto my back... and the part I liked best... the feeling of him shooting deep in my gut, still rock hard, and continuing to fuck. Oh yea... my mulitple cummer friend was back! He held me down on the bed and continued rutting my hole, again and again, gripping my shoulders and groaning as he gave off a second thick load... he stayed in me this time and caught his breath... then turned me on my side and started slamming me again. He hit my prostate so hard and so fast I started to cum myself, and the sight of that made him fuck me harder. His cum was leaking out of me and splattering against his humps, and my relentless moaning finally sent him over the edge for a third time, seeding me once again.