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Chapter 33 "Hmm, don't suppose you have a shirt I can borrow seeing as you destroyed mine." "Ahh come on, it was in the way of your sexy chest, it had to go." I laughed and went in for a kiss. "Mmm I do love kissing you. I guess I can forgive you as long as you have something I can borrow." He went to his bag and pulled out a black t-shirt. "Here, wear this. With those pants, you'll look sexy as fuck." "Won't I be a little under dressed?" "Trust me no one will care. By the end of the conference no one gives a shit and please there'll be guys wearing shorts." "Okay you win." I put on the shirt which was a little tight on my frame but that just meant it really showed off my muscles and my tats. "Fuck I was right, you look good enough to eat." "Let's go before I change my mind and run back to my room to change." He grabbed my hand and lead me out of the room. We were still holding hands when we walked off the elevator towards the ballroom. Brandon was standing outside the doors with Xander deep in conversation. "You two look way too guilty," I said as we approached. They both broke into big grins. "Brandon was just eyeing every guy walking in to the party and telling me which ones he wanted to fuck." Brandon looked shocked at Xander. "You know, people who don't know you would have no idea what a sub you are in the bedroom with that feisty mouth on you." They both seemed to notice Mitch at the same time. "Hey guys this is Mitch. Mitch the big guy there is Brandon and the guy with the feisty mouth is Xander." They all shook hands and Mitch said, "so Xander, how's that ass of yours feeling? I understand it had quite the workout last night. I'm sorry I missed it." He blushed. "It was pretty fucking amazing. I'm a little sore today but Marty stuck a plug up there while we were at his shop to stop my cunt from leaking so much." "Nice! I take it you got some more loads, did you get anymore ink as well?" "Oh yeah can't wait to show you later." Brandon jumped in, "you would not believe this boy's pain tolerance. I have no idea how he lasted so long." "Well after the beating we put his boy's pussy through last night I can't say I'm surprised." Brandon noticed we were still holding hands. His eyes went a little larger, "umm, so how do you guys know each other?" "Mitch and I met at one of these conferences a few years ago but didn't have a chance to really connect so we've been catching up today." Mitch smiled, "mmm boy have we ever." Xander just laughed, "I can honestly say I've never met anyone quite like you Scotty. You are my fucking hero, not to mention you've totally changed my life this week." I winked at him, "glad I could help. Now why don't we go eat some food so we have energy for what's coming later tonight." The four us walked into the party and took everything in. Every year they tried to outdo themselves with the theme of the closing night party. This year was a beach theme. The waitstaff were all dressed in swim suits and damn did the guys look hot. Mitch and I were checking out the food stations when he nudged me and motioned to hot waiter walking towards us. "Hey, look at that tat below his naval. Does that look like what I think it does?" You couldn't see the whole thing but it definitely looked like the top of a bio haz symbol. "Hmm I think your right." "Good evening gentlemen, can I get you anything to drink?" We ordered our drinks and I causally said, "nice tattoo," then winked at him. "Thank you sir, I'll be right back with your drinks." We grabbed some food while waiting for the waiter to return. I started grinning as soon as I saw the guy coming back with our drinks. His swim trunks seemed to have slipped down on his hips a bit showing off more of his tat. Mitch took his drink and whispered in the guys ear, "hmm that tats looks a lot like the ones on my boyfriend's hip and back." "Hey hon do you mind holding my drink for a minute I'm going to hit the restroom," I asked looking right at the cute server. "Sure thing babe, take your time." "Umm sir, you should use the one in the back it's always less crowded." "Thanks," I said patting him on his shoulder. I'd been in the bathroom for about five minutes about ready to give up on the waiter when I heard the outer door open, then the second door. I was standing at the urinal with my dick out slowly stroking. "Umm, so do you really have a bio on your hip and back?" I turned towards him and lowered my pants just enough so he could see my first tat. "Fuck that's hot." "Now show me yours." He pulled down his trunks to reveal a beautiful red bio haz symbol. "You on meds kid?" "No sir! My gifter told me I needed to spread the gift." "Mmm good boy." He kept staring at my hard dick which was leaking precum. Finally he couldn't take it any longer, dropped to his knees and started sucking me off. Damn I hope he was right about this bathroom. "Boy, your lips look great around my dick. Yeah that's it. Oh fuck I'm getting close boy, don't spill a drop." With that I started cumming in his mouth and he sucked me dry. I pulled out of his mouth and did up my pants as I asked him, "what time you done tonight? "Around eleven, sir." "You should come to my room after, I'm having a few friends over whom I'm sure would love to play with you." "Thanks man, I'll definitely be there." I gave him my room number and headed back out to the party to join Mitch. I was grinning like a fucking fool. "Hmm so by the look on your face can I assume your bathroom break was a success?" "Mmm oh yeah. That boy can suck a mean dick." I showed him a pic I'd taken of the guy on his knees. "He is cute." "You'll get your turn if he actually shows up after the party." "Nice can't wait." He snickered and pointed to where our new friend was standing. "His trunks seem to be riding even lower now." You could see over half his tat, any lower and his cock would pop out. "Mmm such a good slut." We found an empty table with a good view of the dance floor to sit at while we ate. One of the guys out on the dance floor caught Mitch's eye and blushed. "Damn that guy just turned bright red when he saw you." He started laughing, "I gave him two loads yesterday, the second one while he was on the phone talking to his wife." "Damn! All these closeted men who play the second they're away from home, so hot." "He was begging for my load, never brought up status or asked for a condom." "Hmm, wonder if you knocked him up?" Our waiter friend showed up just then to remove our empty plates. He hesitated for a second then said, "excuse me, sorry to interrupt but I was wondering if you minded if I was to bring a couple other guys with me tonight?" He shyly pointed out a couple other hot young waiters standing over by the bar intently watching us. "They've both just started chasing sir." Mitch and I both, at the same time said, "fuck yeah they can come." He smiled and gave his buddies the thumbs up sign. I grabbed Mitch's hand and pulled him up, "come on let's go dance." There were about fifty people out on the large dance floor. You could tell the alcohol was flowing because there was a lot of dirty dancing going on. Ladies grinding up against guys, gross I know right, but over in one corner was a small group of guys dancing together. We headed in that direction. I started to laugh when I saw Xander backed up against Brandon grinding away in the middle of the group. A couple of the guys had taken off their shirts to be more in line with the beach theme and were quickly being groped by the others. A man who clearly worked for the hotel was speaking to a couple of guys to the right of us who had been making out. Looks like he was trying to quiet the action before it turned into a full on orgy on the dance floor. Damn too bad. The guys he was talking to smiled and walked away. Hmm okay. He saw me watching and approached us. "If you're interested, we've set up a special dance room for, umm, men where it's a little more private." I must have had a shocked look on my face because he added, "we've been hosting conferences for years and have learned a thing or two about how to throw a successful closing night party." He winked and told us where there room was located. I got Xander's attention and motioned for them to follow us. When I looked back I noticed our little group had expanded to about five guys following our horny boys. We made it down the hall to where an employee was sitting. He saw us coming, just grinned and opened the door for us. I guess it was obvious we were horny gay guys seconds away from fucking like bunnies. There was only four men in the room so far and they were all busy sucking face. Someone on our group said, "so can we actually fuck in here or just kiss?" I hadn't noticed that the employee had followed us inside. "This is a safe space gentlemen, you're welcome to do anything you like as long as no one gets hurt. There are condoms and lube over there, have fun." Mitch turned to me, "holy shit is this for real?" Xander was already naked bent over a table. He looked back at all of us and asked, "who's first?" One of the guys went to grab a condom but Brandon stopped him. "This slut doesn't allow condoms up his cunt. If you want to fuck him you go in raw and leave your load behind." He saw the poz pig tat on Xander's ass and started freaking out, "yeah sorry man that's too hardcore for me." "Fuck man, not for me, move out of the way and let me at that poz cunt," said one of the other guys as he slammed his hard dick all the way into Xander's sloppy cunt. "Damn you're a fucking whore aren't you. How many fresh loads you all ready got up there?" "Not sure, lost count sir, been collecting loads all day." A few more guys had entered the room and were quickly losing their clothes. A guy who looked like he was in his sixties but still in great shape saw my back tat and bee lined over to me. "Fuck, you toxic?" "Yep." "Hot, recharge my ass man," he said as he dropped to all fours. I quickly mounted him and started pounding away. He was a vocal bottom, screaming out telling me to give him my poz load. I noticed this younger guy probably in his twenties watching me with a look of hunger on his face. "You want this poz dick inside you don't you?" He shook his head yes as of he were in a trance. "You wish you were this guy don't you?" Again he shook his head yes. "Use your words boy, tell the room what you need." He quietly said poz cum. "I can't hear you boy." The guy I was fucking pulled off my dick, stood up and took the young guy's hand leading him over to me. "It's okay son, you ever had a poz dick inside you yet?" "No sir, not yet." "But you need it don't you son?" "Yes sir, I need it bad." "Good boy, now take my place on the floor and let this poz fucker change your life." Without saying a word the kid immediately dropped to the ground and presented his tight bubble butt to me. "Now tell the man what you need." "Poz cum sir. Please poz my ass." I gently started to sink my hard cock deep into his tight hole. He started moaning. The older guy never left the boy's side. "How's that poz cock feel son?" "Oh fuck, so good sir. I need this so bad." "You're doing so good boy. He's going to start really fucking you now. You ready for it?" "Yes please pound my ass." The older guy looked at me with an evil glint in his eyes, "you heard the slut, knock him up." I started to let loose, fucking him harder and harder. A group of guys had gathered around to watch. "Okay you horny fuckers," the guy older guy said, "here's how it's going to work. Anyone insisting on rubbers you guys fuck on the that side of the room, everyone else you're with us. Now, where are my neg chasers?" Nobody moved too afraid to raise their hand. "Ahh come on you sluts, I can tell by the tats on several guys here there's a few gifters in the room so man the fuck up, be like this guy on the floor with the poz dick in his cunt and admit what you need." Three guys slowly raised their hands. "Good boys. Poz tops get busy." With that he went back to encouraging my boy to join the club. "Damn," I said, "you're even more twisted than me." He grinned, "it's my fucking mission in life to bring as many guys into the family as possible. Some just need a little push to get started." I finished shooting my load and pulled out of the bottom's ass, moving around so the old guy could take my place and the boy could clean me off. I looked around and saw that everyone in the room was fucking raw. Either the safety guys left or realized what they were missing and joined in. I found Mitch and walked over to watch him breed the married guy he'd already given two loads to yesterday. "Damn you slut," I whispered into his ear, "what would your wife say if she knew you were about to take your third poz load of the week?" "Wait what? He's poz?" "Mmm, I am," Mitch called out, "just found out this afternoon. Do you want me to stop fucking you?" The guy hesitated for only a second as Mitch started to pull out. "No, ohh my god no! Keep fucking me, please." "Good answer, I wasn't really going to stop." He slammed in deep and shot his load. "Now stay just like that and let some more of these gifters feed you their loads." Mitch pulled out and another guy eagerly took his place. We walked over to the corner to take a break and noticed it was almost eleven. "Should we head back to my room and see if those waiters actually show up?" "Good idea and if they don't we can just make out." We pulled out clothes on and were heading towards the door when the older guy stopped us. "Damn, you boys aren't leaving so soon are you?" "We've got some neg waiters from the party meeting us back at my room in a few minutes. You're welcome to join us, plus I can't imagine with the main party winding down, the hotel will let this continue much longer. I'm Scotty by the way and this is Mitch." "Hey Scotty, Mitch. I'm Walt and that sounds like a great plan. Just let me grab my clothes and I'll meet you by the elevator. Mitch took my hand, gave me a deep kiss and lead us out of the room. We didn't have to wait long before Walt showed up with Brandon and three other guys. "No Xander," I asked? Brandon just grinned, "nope he found a hot poz daddy that lives close to him and they're busy getting acquainted." "Nice good for him!" The elevator arrived and I said to the group, "well guys, should we go poz some more neg boys?"

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."

My last load was my own💯 based on an update from a summer fuck. I got an email from a bear couple I bred over the summer while camping. We had versatile safe fun all together, but I managed to raw bone each of them separately when the other one was away or sleeping. Anyways, email stated they were notifying anyone they had sex with to get checked, as they both had tested positive. It went on to say they're doing great, but wanted to let everyone know to get tested if they hadn't already. 😈 I replied back that I was just fine and not to worry about me. Said I looked forward to seeing them next summer. I hit send then went and jerked out a load.

Met a twink on Grindr in South Beach who wanted to get tied up and bred. He was hotter than I'd anticipated when he showed up, and had a dirty mouth from the moment we walked in the apartment door. I threw him on the bed, strapped him down ass up and spread-eagle, blindfolded him, then went to work eating out his ass. After I'd worked on his hole with my mouth for a while, I lubed him up and then started slowly sliding my dick in his tight hole. My cock is pretty girthy, so when I'm on top, I like to make the first insertion take a long time, both for my enjoyment and for the bottom's comfort. Once I was buried to the hilt inside, I started to slowly pick up pace until I was pounding his ass. I flipped him over and tied his legs up, fucked him like that for a while, then turned him back over. I cuffed his legs together and then slammed my cock all the way in, pushing his ass against my pubes. Then, I pushed deeper, moving my legs and hips closer so that my cock was deep up in his guts and hammered until I shot my load up inside him. He later told me that he went from my place to hook up with a couple who fucked him with my cum as lube and then ate him out after they'd both bred him.

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."

For months I had been hooking up with a older guy. I am 22 while he was 42. He was the most aggressive, verbal top I had been with, always called me his little boy and such while he fucked me with his eight inch cock. He was a hairy cop with brown hair and a nice muscular body. He always put a condom on after he spent a little time grinding his thick dick in my ass crack as I lay on my stomach and he lay on my back, biting my neck and shoulders. The night of this story, however, things went a little differently. On this particular night he had invited a group of guys over for dinner and one friend in particular, a tall truck driver (about 6'5"), sporting a 70s style porn 'stache, was very touchy with me all night. Of course I liked his attention. Late at night eventually everyone but the trucker, our host and I had left. The trucker had fallen asleep on on couch while my cop and I were kissing and groping. We decided to take it to the bedroom where our clothes came off fast so I could orally pleasure that hairy meat, getting nice and wet. It wasn't long before he had me in the usual position grinding his cock along my wet, lubed ass crack. The feeling of his cock head passing over my hole drove me wild. I started trying to loosen-up my hole to ready it for the fucking I was about to receive. That fucking came a bit sooner than I expected as, in one pass, his aim was a little too good and he had plunged inside me. He thrust at the same pace a few times before he stopped. I had held my breath for a moment to adjust to the admittedly unexpected shock of his large raw cock inside my ass. He held still and for a bit, as I struggled to balance the pleasure of feeling his raw cock with the sensible use of a condom. My brain was screaming 'fuck me', 'fuck me more', but the pleasure was overwhelming, so I mentally grabbed my composure suggested this compromise "You can continue for a bit if you want before pulling on a condom." "You sure?" he asked, and upon receipt of my tacit approval, went back to pumping in and out of my hole for a few minutes. Then he pulled out and instructed me to get on my back. He grabbed a condom from the night table, and kneeling between my legs, pushed them up, positioning my feet on his shoulders. I held my legs as steadily as I could on my chest, and told him to give me a little raw cock. Truth be known, I didn't want him to use a condom at all, I was enjoying the sensation of raw cock too much. He smiled and replied "Just a little more," as he pushed back inside my ass. I, meanwhile knew I had to do something to keep him from putting on the condom. So I began to say "Please breed my ass, Daddy! I need your raw daddy dick inside my hole." I was apparently sending him over the edge, because he told me to stop saying egging him on or he would blow his load inside me. So of course I continued, intent to take his load. After a few moments more of using my hole, and an additional cry from me "Give me that daddy cum," he couldn't stop himself and he unloaded deep into my ass. About then the bedroom door opened and his trucker friend, completely naked and sporting a seven inch hard-on walked in saying only "My turn." The cop handed him a condom, explaining this occasion wasn't a normal occurrence so he needed to put one. The cop then walked into the bathroom to take a shower. The trucker got on the bed between my legs and asked if he really had to wear a condom. I nodded that he should, but he had other intentions. He threw the condom aside, pushed my legs up to my chest and shoved his raw dick in my cum-lubed ass. Pausing, he asked "Do I still need to?" I shook me head 'no' and he began pounding me. He pleasured both of us for several minutes, and then announced he was close. Just then the cop walked back in the room, and went down on his knees at the foot of the bed to watch his buddy pound me. About then the trucker groaned "Take my load, man" as his cum shoot into my hole, adding to the cop's load. As the trucker pulled out, the cop, noting the trucker had foregone the rubber, declared I would need to come back and give it up to them both again. And so it was.

I was going to be laying over in downtown Indy, arriving pretty late on a weeknight. I figured there wouldn't be too many guys available to fuck at that hour, but I wouldn't be checking out of the hotel until 6:30PM the next day. And since this hotel didn't require a key for the elevator I decided to spend the next afternoon taking loads in my room. I got up the next morning and around 9AM I put a "quick connect" ad on BBRT saying which hotel I was at, and I'd be taking loads from 11AM-4PM. I was hit up by 3 guys...2 would be by right at 11:00, the other would try to leave work early and stop by before 4:00. I prepped my hole and just before 11:00 I taped the door latch so guys could just push the door open. Tops #1 and #2 both arrived just after 11AM. They took turns tag teaming and spit roasting me. As I'm on my back, knees up, ass on the edge of the bed, #1 is fucking me when my phone beeps. He tells me to check and see if anyone else wants to come by. As his dick is in me I have him hand me my glasses and phone (in my head, this image makes me laugh). Someone from Scruff had hit me up and is pretty close. #2 asks who it is and I show him. #2 knows the guy and says "tell him 'Dan' is here and he needs to come over". I do, and #3 says he's on his way. #1 and #2 tag and spit roast me a bit more before #1 gives me a load just as #3 was coming in. #2 gets in my ass and he spit roasts me with #3. #2 and #3 trade places and #3 gives me my second load pretty quick. I clean the cum off #3 before he heads to the bathroom to clean up and get dressed. #2 gets back in my ass and gives me my third load. I get up to clean off #2's dick and he gets dressed and heads out. I'm still left with #1 who has me check and see if anyone else is coming by. There isn't, but #1 is hard again and slides back into my sloppy hole. In just a few minutes #1 gives me a second load, for a total of 4 loads now marinating in my ass. #1 gets dressed and leaves, and I sit back on the bed, cruising online, and fingering my wonderfully sloppy hole. I get hit up by a guy on Scruff who's in a hotel a few blocks away. No pic, general stats, and he wants a "door open, ass up" anon pump and dump. I send him the room info and have him message me when he gets to the lobby. #4 messages and I get into position. I hear the door open and him getting undressed but he's very quiet otherwise. He gets behind me and slides in. True to his word, it's a pump and dump, and he dumped his load in my ass within a few minutes. I lay on my stomach as he's cleaning up and wait for him to leave...I now have five loads in my ass. I go back online and cruise some more. The next guy hits me up on A4A and is close...he's actually in the office building across the street. 30's, average build, average but thick dick. He also wants an anon fuck and I'm happy to oblige. He messages me from the lobby and I get in position. #5 comes in and I'm ass up on the edge of the bed. He gets behind me and slides his dick in immediately. He fucks pretty hard and within a few minutes he's giving me my sixth load. He stays hard and stays in my ass, slowly stroking and I'm milking him for every drop. Before long he picks up the pace and unleashes a furious assault on my hole. It doesn't take long before he cums again and gives me load seven. I collapse on the bed as he cleans up and leaves, I've been pounded hard but so horny thinking about the 7 loads I've taken. Ten seconds after #5 leaves the door opens. I thought #5 had left something, but it turns out to be #6...the guy from BBRT who was leaving work early. He asks if the guy he passed in the hall fucked me and I tell him yes. #6 gets undressed and says "I want to felch your hole before I fuck you". I tell him, "great but only if you kiss me with your cummy mouth". I get on my back, ass on the edge of the bed, and pull back my knees. He drops to his knees and his tongue dives deep in my very loose hole. He's in there for a bit before he comes up and kisses me. I can definitely taste cum on him and it makes me rock hard. We do this a couple of more times before he slides his dick in. #6 fucks hard, slow, doggy, on my back, really taking his time and making sure we both enjoy it. After probably half an hour of fucking he starts pumping faster and gives me load eight. It's just after 4PM, he needs to leave, and I need to think about getting ready for pickup and head to the airport. Before I get ready, I lay back on the bed and finger my loose hole as I jerk and edge myself. I'm so horned up thinking about the 6 guys and eight loads I took. Despite being pounded and felched, there's still quite a bit of cum in there. I push some cum out and smear it around my hole, push more out and taste it...it tastes so good. I try to jerk and edge for a long time but I'm just too horny. I'm getting really close, so I push out a huge puddle of cum into my hand and put it in my mouth. I hold it there, swirling it around tasting all of it when I shoot a huge load on my chest and stomach. As my orgasm is subsiding I swallow the rest of the cum. It takes me a few minutes before I can catch my breath and jump in the shower. The spend the entire flight home blissfully aware of my sore and used hole. I hadn't had this much hotel action in a while, I hope I can top it one day soon.

I always leave the loads inside until a shit pushes them out. That can be a couple of days if I clean out super good. Why get rid of what I wanted in the first place. But I'm biased, I'm poz now.

I took 6 loads from the one breeder who fucked them into the deepest part of my cunt. I held them inside for about 16 hours and none of his seed came out. It was all absorbed. I felt very proud of how thirsty my cunt was.

Best thing is to fuck vers or vers top guys. That way no pressure if you loose your erection or cannot perform. As they say above practice, practice, practice. Contrary what most bottoms think, topping is a skill, not just ramming penis in a hole. You bottoms know the difference between a good and bad top. It took you guys time to be a good bottom, why should topping be any different. Because it looks easy???

I woke up with a raging hardon in the morning and remember the dream I just had in which my new roommates were fucking me at both ends. The sun was just starting to rise and there was just enough light for me to look over at the shared bed of my roomies and was turned on, even more, when I saw they were both naked and one of them had their cock buried in the others ass and the one I could see was rock hard. It took all my energy not to go over there at that moment and take it down my throat so I quickly grabbed my shower stuff and a towel and went to the bathroom to take a shower and to relive my throbbing boner. Once in the shower, I replayed the scene in my room and made the change that I was in the middle of the two of them while they pumped their cocks in me at both ends. I used the wash I brought in and started to finger my hole and when I got three fingers in there I was once again interrupted by the sounds of the door opening up to tell me that another visitor has come in just like at the rest stop. I stopped what I was doing so I wouldn't make too much noise and let them know what I was up to. The shower curtain next to me opened up and I looked down and saw two sets of feet walk into the shower together and low and behold I could see the Taraus tattoo on the feet of both of my roommates and I almost came right there and then. I tried to concentrate on what I was doing when I saw both of their feet come under the stall and tap three times in unison and I couldn't pass this oppritunity so of course I tapped again like the rest stop. I looked for anything that would slide away but there wasn't one so I was confused as to how we were going to do this. I saw one of their hands appear under the stall so I took the hint and slid my ass under the stall with the top half of my body staying on my side. I loved the feeling of their hands probing my ass, spreading my cheeks and probing it with their finger and happy for the play time right before. Shortly after the probing a pair of the hands made the attempt to turn me over so I rolled onto my back so now my cock was available to the hunky twins playing with me. My eyes rolled in my head when I felt the two tounges running up the shaft of my seven inches and swirling around the tip of my cock before one of them engulphed it straight to the base in one swoop. The sensation was too overwelming I came in an instant shooting a good seven vollyes of cum down their throat. Once the intense orgasm was over I could feel the mouth be removed but I was still horny for more so my cock was still rock hard. My legs were raised in the air and I started to feel the brush of one of their cocks on my hole and I was lost in such pleasure to realise that one of them left the shower stall and walked over to mine just as the cock that was teasing my hole plunged inside in one great thrust causing me to gasp and open my eyes to the sight of one of the studs watching my reaction and storking his oozing cock. I looked at all of the precum that was dripping down the shaft of the gingers cock and making my mouth water. Once my utter shock was turned to a steady stream of moans the ginger stud fed me his whole cock that I took straight to his balls. I was so turned on that my fantasy that i just thought of happening was going on it triggered another breathtakeing orgasam and all i could do was clench and moan with my throat full of cock and clench with my ass just as full and I could feel the twins both loading me from each end at the exact same time. They both started to pull out and I was breathing heavly once I could and could feel and hear the pop of his brother's cock leaving my ass. Well brother I guess we have a roommate that will make the year at college very intersting. I could hear the other twin walk over and was happy to see the look of pleasure and surprise on his face as well and all I could do was smile and nod. Well boys once I found out who was at the rest stop i knew only once wouldn't be enough. They both looked surprised at eachother and smiled ear to ear. Well rommie get ready for more and welcome to our club they said at the same time and they both spread their assess and there I saw two matching biohazard tattoos over their holes and I was shocked more that I missed them let alone got bred by them on top of it. Once we were done in the shower we went back to our room and they went into the story of how they both wound up poz. They told me that they had been going to allot of the bathhouses off campus and that their father owned all of them and how he brought us to his most seedy one when we came of age and he made sure to have planned a conversion theme night to bring his boys into the family. They had been the center of attention for that night and was paraded around the place for everyone to see the fresh neg meat ready to be pozzed. Their dad made sure each of the guys at the bathhouse fucked his sons at least once and they all made sure to do so and come back for seconds until they all felt that they successfully impregnated the twins to their hearts desire. As soon as they were all done their dad took them straight to a tattoo parlor where he knew the artist specialized in biohazard tattoos and marked his only sons with their soon to be new status. Chuck the artist smiled as they walked in and was happy to start after dumping his dna to the mix and started with the first one as their father fucked one of them while they watched.

After cleaning off the cum and my virgin blood off his cock I see the lust in his eyes and smile to him as he picks me up puts me on the bed. He takes the white powder puts some on the head of his dick and shoves in my sore hole. Soon my hole has that nice warm feeling as he piston fucks my hole. When he is finished he says to me that was a nice hole to break in and hope you enjoy your life here. I'm exhausted as I lay there and hearing sounds from the other rooms, some of people screaming in pain and others moans of pleasure. I'm wondering what kind of a place my Uncle is running here.Jess comes into the room and gives me a pill to take. I'm taken to a room with 4 men sitting on four sofas in a circle. Jess says he he is now go have some fun. These men are all over 40 with 8 inch plus dicks, I see a pipe as they hand it to me and say to me baby put your lips around the pipe and inhale the white smoke. I do and it hits me like a train and as I exhale I feel my pulse beating harder as I felt so exhausted from having my anal cheery broken, to now feeling so alive. I wish this chastity device was not on my dick as I'm so horny. The look on their faces is that of lust as one drags me over as I start to suck he cock. Someone has their face in my ass licking my hole and says what beautiful hole with a load in it already as he makes my ass really hard. I'm push off his cock and in the middle as they hand me a syringe and tell me to slam my self. Now what Jess was showing me before with the saline, but what is in this syringe? They hand be a belt to tie off my arm I find a vain , I see the flash of blood then push the plunger in. What happen next was a rush and thought I was going to die from coughing as I could not catch my breath. They are laughing as they grab and start to fuck me and use my body for their pleasure. What I can remember is they were having fun and my holes were really used, as later they gave me another slam as they were fucking me. When I work up later my hole was hurting but felt so full as it had a butt plug in it. In the door was was this very sick looking person with some tattoos and the biggest dick I have ever seen so far with a ring through the head of his dick with spikes. He said his name is Tommy and he takes care of all the chasers, I ask what a chaser is as he is laughing then says you will learn.

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

So much this. ^ There’s something specially exciting about an under-shot where you watch a Top’s balls suddenly pull in tight and you see the base of his cock begin to swell and contract as it starts pumping seed. But I’ll also say that depending on the Top and the intensity of the orgasm, I would equally enjoy watching the Top’s face as he unloads inside; those expressions can speak volumes. Sometimes I can get off just remembering the faces of certain Tops whose lust, hunger, dominance, and overwhelming need for release showed on their faces like a mask, and I knew then that no power in this world could stop them from seeding me balls-deep.

My life he is getting needles in my arm with that warm rush of Tina going through me, getting fuck in the ass and mouth. I like the taste of cum and at first when I saw pink cum after a load was deposit in my ass I was scared but that does not happen any more. I feel on a dick going in and out is so pleasurable and the moans of the one fucking me excites me, but with this chastity cage I can't touch my dick. The only food they give me is a chicken broth as they say it keeps me clean but I can see I'm lousing weight. There are no clocks no windows so I don't know anything of what is going on. I get the chicken broth after a time I'm taken out of this 8ft X 6ft room to this shower a hose is stuck up my ass and the water is running out. They take me to another room then someone comes gives me a slam and some shitty tasting juice. Someone comes in the room I suck there dick they fuck me always raw give me a load then I clean there dick with my mouth.This is how it is most of the time and some times it's a group of men using my body for their pleasure. I'm always tired but they give me pills that wake me back up. To this day I have never see a dick as big as Tommy or someone looking so sick who is still alive. I'm taken to a room with many lights and I see 2 men with cameras. They give me a big slam and as I coughing my brains out gasping for air Tommy enters the room and everyone is laughing but me. Tommy has many tattoos with scorpions, bio hazard, the words DEATH STICK on the shaft on his dick, he is so sick looking and all skin and bones. Tommy Prince Albert is scary looking as he comes over to me and gives me a kiss and says into my ear let's have some fun. He pushes me down to my knees as his dick is right by my mouth so I know I'm to such as the camera are rolling. Between to P.A. tearing up the inside of my mouth and the size of his dick is spreading my jaw apart as he face fuck me. When he pulls out I spit and see blood as Tommy turns me around puts face in my ass and is licking my hole and this is really turning me on till he pulls away. I feel the P.A. on my sore hole as my hole gets fuck non stop since I arrived here. Then in one push Tommy shoves his monster dick into my hole, with the pain being unbearable as I'm screaming into the camera as Tommy pulls all the way out and drives back is then starts to piston fuck me for the next 30 minutes. Every so often he moves me around to my stomach, on my knees, with my knees over my head, me on top fucking my self until Tommy explodes in my wrecked hole. I'm push off to see Tommy bloody dick and told to clean it as the camera men are taking film os my bloody ass and me sucking Tommy dick. I taken to another room given some juice a slam and 4 of the most sick looking men you have ever seen, with tattoos body piercing as they all take turns fucking my wreck holes. I taken to my room and given a pill that knocks me out. When I wake they have me in a van with only sandals shorts a tee shirt and I feel a butt plug in my ass. I can see it's dark out side as they take me out of the van and bring me into the run down bus terminal and tell me to sit here until someone gets me. I'm half awake I see people dress in winter coats and its cold. With me being in a foggy state of mind I realize that I'm in trouble as I'm freezing cold my body is aching all over with pain as the plug actual feels good. As more people come into the station more and more people are looking at me like a freak show. When 2 policemen come over they are asking me if I'm all right, as one says just another junkie as he picks up my arm and shows the other office the many needle tracks on my arms. The other officer says this boy is very sick and is running a high temperature, so let's call an ambulance. More to come and if you have any suggestions on how it should go please post. Thank You

Part 13 - December 2017 Byron got out of bed and finished packing his clothes, he was checking out today and had a couple of weeks off. The show in the west end had been extended by a couple of months until February 2018, after that he would be heading off to New York to begin rehearsals to star along side Patti Lu Pone. With Kurt now on the doorstep and available they had enjoyed some incredibly hot sex. Sam would fly home whenever he had the chance and join them. Thankfully his tour was coming to an end in January and he had been asked to teach ballet and modern dance at a London dance school. The biggest shock in early December was Marcus quitting the dance group to settle down in NY with Tyler. Thanks to Byron Tyler had found love with Marcus, he also asked the producers of the show in Broadway to hire Tyler as dance captain and in turn Marcus was hired as a dancer. Kurt came out of the shower and kissed Byron "Going to miss having my bitch around" he said. Byron chuckled "Going to be quiet in Malvern without you sticking your cock in me constantly" he replied. Kurt smiled "You know I fancied you the first day I saw you at that audition" he confessed to Byron. "I know, why do you think I avoided you?" Byron said with his arms wrapped around him. Kurt laughed "Yeah you did but I knew I would get you". Byron no longer felt any anger towards Kurt, in fact he had sort of freed both Sam and he to enjoy some very uncomplicated sex. Mind you he really did love it when Sam and he would be in bed with Kurt and enjoy sex all night long. Byron was developing more muscle since he worked out with Kurt every day. Stefan's visits would halt sexual proceedings for a couple of days, although Byron knew when they met up again he would always be in for a rough going over. Stefan was in awe of Kurt's presence and body. Kurt laughed his socks off finding out about their relationship at first but seeing them together he got it and saw how much of a bond they had without sex being involved. Stefan was having sex with a couple of girls from Malvern but keeping things very distant, the moment they got clingy he dropped them. He was beginning to find more and more that sex was getting boring with the same girls, they just wanted to lay there and well, get laid. Darren sat in the park across from the Flowers estate reading one of the national papers and the article they had done about the gay west end star Byron Hillier. Inside the paper he opened the magazine he brought that had Byron as number 12 in the hottest men of 2017. The picture showed Byron's body, to Darren he looked perfect and had grown into a very sexy strong man. He looked up hearing voices making sure it was none of his friends, he didn't want to get caught reading a gay magazine [banned word] over a picture of a half naked man. Looking back at the picture he knew what it felt like having this man fuck you, well rape you. He wiped his eyes and continued reading, there was no mention of a boyfriend just a guy seen dancing with him years back known as Sam now a renowned ballet and modern dancer. He wondered if they were involved being the same age, similar builds and they went to dance school together. The more he looked at Sam's picture the harder he got. He rolled the magazine up and put it in his jacket before heading home with the paper for his parents. His home life was still hard, his parents showed less interest in him the older he got, no matter what he did he could never impress them. He spent many hours in his room working with his weights, he was desperate to build muscle definition like Byron and it was slowly paying off. Darren had worked on a building site during the summer carrying bricks around but quit when the weather turned since he kept coming down with colds. Kurt and Byron said good bye in the suite letting him leave first. Byron sat on the bed waiting for 15 minutes before he checked out so not to arouse to much suspicion. The worst part of staying in a hotel in the west end was it being full of theatre lovers who sat around star spotting in the coffee lounge. Byron called down for his car which was provided by contract that Louise had helped negotiate for him. He was now with one of the best talent agencies thanks to Louise and Mountview Academy. Several agencies were bidding to get Byron since he had a string of stars wanting to work with him now. This was only the second time he was using the car, the driver allocated to him was called Tom who came from Hounslow. Tom was nearly six foot and six pack, he was a 32 year old self confessed fitness freak who had no time for relationships and loved his life of working out and driving his BMW. Byron didn't know a lot about Tom to start with, he had a close cropped strawberry blond designer beard and hair. He was obviously someone who cared about his appearance. When Byron walked down to reception Tom was standing outside by the car cutting a fine figure of a man he thought. Byron was still horned up even after spending most of the night riding Kurt, that was the only down side with Kurt, a total top that never ever bottomed. "Good Morning Byron" Tom walked over smiling. "Tom, good morning" Byron replied trying to keep himself in check, undeniably Tom did it for Byron in a big way. Tom put his case in the boot of the car "Malvern isn't it?" he asked opening the door for Byron. Byron nodded "Yes, home at last" he said getting in relieved he hadn't been spotted. Tom leaned in "Mind if I take my jacket off as it is a long ride?" he asked. Byron shook his had "Of course you can, and don't stand on ceremony with me" he laughed. It paid off as Tom gave him a cheeky grin then took his jacket off. Byron watched he could see the light covering of hairs on his arms that looked thick and solid. He could make out through the white shirt the muscle and tattoos that ran down both of his arms. Fuck Byron thought to himself what I could do to him. He settled back for the journey and began to strike up a friendship with Tom. They stopped halfway to grab coffee and take a 10 minute breather. Sitting in the motorway service station Tom looked at Byron "Your show is going really well I see" he said sipping his coffee. Byron smiled "Yes, I wouldn't have minded if they extended it but I have to be in New York late March" he replied. "Wish I had got a ticket to come and see you strut your stuff" Tom said chuckling and putting his cup down. Byron laughed "I can always get you a ticket if you want really do want to see me strutting on stage" he said smiling. Tom sat back in the chair and looked at Byron cheekily "Well I need to see what your all about so yes please" he replied. Byron said he would sort something out and let him know the date. He sat there for a moment trying to work out if Tom was bordering on flirting, coming back to his senses he stood up when Tom finished his coffee and they set off again. By the time they neared Malvern Byron knew a lot more about each other, Tom obliviously knew Byron was gay. What he didn't know was he had the hots for Byron but he never asked about Byron's private life. Byron never once asked him about relationships and thought it was up to Tom to talk about it and not for him to pry. They parked on the driveway of his parents home, whishing each other a merry Christmas and confirming the date to go back. Within the hour Stefan turned up and joined them for dinner. Byron's parents still found their relationship a little strange but they loved Stefan and much as Stefan's parents loved Byron. Byron stayed at this parents for Christmas then Boxing day Stefan arrived and took Byron back to his family home. The afternoon they ran along the Malvern hills and stopped at the bench overlooking the town for a few minutes before slowly making their way back. During their run Stefan spoke about his sexual encounters, Byron could make out in his voice that he showed no emotion about them and almost talking as if he was just passing the time of day. Stefan sat on the toilet drying himself chatting to Byron and watching him shower, they had a an hour or so before dinner and were taking their time. "You have to stop" Stefan said nodding to Byron. Byron rubbed the soap in his hands "Stop what?" he asked looking confusingly at him. "Going to the gym with Kurt, your getting bigger than me" Stefan said smiling and standing up. Byron could see the temptation in his eyes and held the soap out "Want to wash me?" he quietly asked. Stefan looked and took the soap stepping back in to the shower. Delicately and with tenderness he slowly washed every inch of Byron, spending more time washing his ass and down towards his balls. He was strangely even more turned on than he had ever been with Byron. He loved touching every part of Byron's body, well almost every part. Turning Byron round slowly to face him he lathered up his hands and rubbed them over Byron's chest and under his arms. Byron giggled and Stefan smiled at him and leaning forward they tenderly kissed on the lips lightly. Gradually increasing the pressure his body raised up a little feeling Byron touching and holding him around the waist. Louise stood at the bathroom door and smiled and called out that dinner would be ready in 10 minutes. Quickly Stefan turned but thankfully his mother was not visible. They had no idea what happened to that hour as they stood lost in each other. Both dried and dressed quickly they headed downstairs to the dining room. Stefan was feeling a little cautious, he didn't know if his mother had seen them in the shower. Louise nodded for them to sit down and she placed boiled potatoes to go with the cold meat selection on the table. All through dinner Byron couldn't help thinking that somehow something was very different in the way Stefan touched his body in the shower, slowly he was beginning to explore more of Byron. The evening Stefan was getting bored and told Byron and his mother off as they were on the laptop reading all the reviews and internet searching each other. Louise closed the laptop and they re-joined Matthew and Stefan before heading up to bed. Byron undressed quickly then went to the bathroom to clean his teeth, Stefan stood by his side naked cleaning his teeth. Byron disappeared back to the bedroom first and climbed in to bed, the room only dimly lit from one bedside lamp. Outside he could hear a dog barking down the street before it went quiet. Stefan turned off the bathroom light and climbed in to bed. He leaned over Byron to turn the bedside light off. Byron stroked Stefan's back who looked down at him and quickly kissed him. Stefan reached over further his body almost laying on top of Byron's, the room went dark. Byron suddenly felt the weight of Stefan's body shifting, this time he wasn't moving away, he was moving further on to top of Byron. As strange as it felt Stefan worked his legs pushing Byron's open, Stefan could feel Byron's arousal against his own cock, he was finding it strangely exciting. His body laying on top of Byron, his mouth easily seeking Byron's as they kissed slowly, tenderly and with much love. Their arms around each other it was by far the closest and most intimate Byron had ever got with Stefan. Stefan rested his head on the pillow, facing Byron his body tingling at Byron's touch as he gently stroked his back. Neither of them spoke and just laid in each others arms enjoying the feeling of their bodies being close. Stefan had never felt such feelings with a woman, he had no idea why he felt the need to be close to Byron. It was a love born out of friendship, a love Stefan could not fight no matter how straight he thought he was. Byron got him, he understood Stefan in so many ways, on the surface and deep inside. They kept no secrets. Stefan kissed Byron on the cheek and sighed, he knew he was never going to find this kind of love with anyone else. He slowly ran his hand along Byron's arm and caressed his neck, he knew that was Byron's weak spot and loved it when he moaned and rolled his head. "Stop it" Byron giggled tightening his hold on Stefan and kissing him. Stefan smiled to himself "I know you way to well Byron" he whispered quietly his eyes welling up. Byron turned his head to face him "Weirdos the both of us" he said stroking Stefan's face. Byron rubbed his fingers together "Are you crying" he asked running his finger over Stefan's face again. "Tears of weird happiness" Stefan croaked then cleared his throat "Don't know what's come over me". Byron kissed him gently "I love you so much Stefan" he said he could see Stefan's eyes looking at him. "Marry me then" Stefan asked quietly. Byron seemed to know that this time Stefan was being serious "In a year" he replied. Stefan leaned up "What do you mean?" he asked. "If you still feel the same this time next year when I return from New York" Bryon said "Ask me then". Stefan leaned over and kissed him "I will expect you to say yes" he said looking at him. Byron nodded "Then you have my word" he replied. Stefan slipped off of Byron and cuddled up next to him. Byron looked in to the darkness realising he had committed himself to Stefan, he turned and kissed Stefan on the head who was already nearly asleep.

The thought of topping has never entered my head

I have gone through waste cans at the ABS and found condoms with a load in them and tasted the Cum then put them on and re filled them and set it on the bench when I left.

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.

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 am always a little confused as to how a Top can miss my hole. Quick quiz: Q: How is ErosWired’s cunt is like a Black Hole? A: It pulls in everything that crosses its “event horizon” so powerfully that not even light can escape. Yet even Master Fucksmiths from time to time stab me in the perineum with their cocks. So, first of all, don’t even worry about it. The nice thing about that anatomy is that you can only go up and down a straight line, and the entrance is somewhere along that line. Just follow the line til you hit it. Second, I’m assuming you aren’t blind. Nowhere is it written that you can’t look at what you’re doing and position your cockhead right on the target. Many Tops write about their enjoyment of watching their own cocks penetrating a cunt. Third, there is no shame in letting a bottom guide you in with his hand, or give you little vocal cues (“a lttle higher”, etc.) While not all that common, there are situations where two men’s anatomies are just a very poor match, and nothing aligns for fucking. It’s nobody’s fault, and nobody’s deficiency, it’s just an apple trying to fuck an orange. Sometimes this can be overcome to some extent if both parties are patient an open and willing to take instruction. Yes, there are Tops who can penetrate balls deep in a single thrust from a blindfolded start at a point on the other side of the bed (been there, felt that), but nothing says you have to be one if them. For fuck’s sake, HH. How many times? It doesn’t matter how many times you repeat that, it’s never going to magically become true and validate your fantasy. I, and many total bottoms like me, cannot Top because even though we are capable of erection we cannot stay hard to fuck someone. Please reread the last sentence for emphasis. There is a psychological barrier that has nothing whatever to do with whether we “just like to get fucked over topping”. I am a trained sexual service submissive. If I could expand my ability to serve by also offering Topping, I would do it so as to reach more Men. But I simply can’t. There might be some subset of bottoms that can be characterized by your description, but to try to paint all “self described” total bottoms with your favorite color is wrong, and you’ve done it so often now that it’s starting to feel less like annoying and more like harassment. I’m asking you formally now, and respectfully, to knock it off.

-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!

I don't do it to punish them. I do it to remind them what they are. Submissive fucktoys and cumholes that I can do whatever I want to. I also do it because it's fun to beat a cumdump and then make it beg for my cock, piss down its throat and make it thank me, make it beg me to strangle it unconscious then choke them out and wake them up with my forearm up their ass.

Once in the basement I see a syringe they tell me it's propofol to relax me for what's going to happen to me. I see the needle go in my arm and I'm told to count to 100, I get to 3 and the light go out. When I start to wake up I'm bound to a table that has a mirror on the ceiling. Uncle has removed what little hair I had, as he is stroking my dick. Uncle ask me how many times I have jerked off, I say once as my mother caught me and told me I would go blind if I jerked off. Uncle ask me how does it feel, It feels great as he stops. Uncle pulls out a ruler and measure my dick and gives the numbers to Jess, then takes out a syringe go in my arm and takes blood for testing. Uncle turns me over onto my stomach and reattaches the cuffs to the table. Once I'm on my stomach Uncle spreads my ass cheeks and sticks his tongue right on my hole and the feeling I'm getting is so wonderful as I moan in the ecstasy as his tongue does a dance around and into my hole.What I don't realize is my dick is like a rock and for the first time in my life my dick is pumping rope after rope of cum. Uncle and Jess take me off the table and tell me to lick up all the cum as it's my reward. They put on a scale. Weight: 120 lbs. Hight: 5 ft. 7 Dick: 9X6 Status: Negative Hole: Virgin Uncle says I have to be trained so they put a chastity cage on me. I'm strapped to a chair with my head so it could not move with headphones . In front is TV that I'm to watch willingly, for if I do not I will be hit with a cattle prod, as I don't know what it is Uncle shocks me as I jump against the restraints.The The TV starts up and it men kissing other men as they take off their clothes once they are naked they start to suck each other dick. This goes on for a few minutes then it's a older man and a younger boy as the younger boy is sucking dick. Then every few seconds a picture pops up RAW ONLY then it's back to the show. After a few hours of watch older men having sex with boys I'm taken out of the chair and told to rest. The next session is like the first one but the older male is telling the younger boy you want my load and the boy says YES and the word POZ shows up for a few seconds. This goes on for hours and when my eyes close the cattle prod goes off, the words POZ, HIV, RAW,LOADS,POZ ME keep showing up. This goes for days as I have lost all track of time and what day it is.

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.”

When I was twenty-one I went through a rough patch of being unemployed while in college. I was living in Sacramento with my dad while going to school full time, but having a hard time with drugs. Luckily I was doing alright keeping it a secret from my dad who wasn't home much to notice. I needed money to support my habit. I was smoking ounces of weed every week and snorting a lot of cocaine, which made it really easy to drink way too much at the bars. A friend suggested that I go into business through Craigslist, offering nude services for older, lonely men. I posted a "naked houseboy" ad and quickly began working as a maid for a few men in the area. Business picked up by word of mouth and I started getting requests to meet guys in hotels. A regular even collared me and took me with him on business trips. It was end of summer 2006, a few months shy of my 22nd birthday. I was wearing a jock strap standing on an eight foot ladder, scrubbing the top of the kitchen cabinets in this expensive midtown Craftsman while the owner, an older married guy who typically liked to sit and jerk off with his partner while I cleaned for them, was polishing some silver fondue set they had recently used. "Have you ever been to Folsom Street Fair?" He asked. "No." There was a brief pause like he was thinking about something that made me uncomfortable, so I kept talking, "I've wanted to go, but I honestly don't drive into San Francisco very much. I don't usually stay overnight because most of my friends live in dorms and it's a long drive back." He hesitated, but finally asked, "If you had a place to stay would you be interested in joining us." I didn't hesitate, "Sure." "We go every year," he explained. "Our friends host a gangbang to start the weekend and then we all go for the fair Saturday and either go our separate ways or return to the apartment for more festivities and brunch Sunday. It's a poz group. You are poz, right?" "Yes," I lied. "Okay, because it's a poz-only gangbang. Not everyone is on meds, so it's high-risk with strain-swapping." "Sounds hot." "And I'm sure they'll just love you," he put a little too much emphasis on the word love. A few weeks later I was semi-stiff massaging my balls in the back of their Mercedes as we drove into San Francisco. It was a drive I knew well since I drove it regularly my entire life to visit my grandparents. But I wouldn't be seeing any family this trip. The sun on the horizon cast an amber glow the reflected off windows on the west side of the city. It was blinding walking up the old concrete steps to the front door. Before we even knocked, an older bald man opened the door in a leather jock and harness. "You weren't wrong," he exclaimed through a grey handlebar mustache. He pulled me in for a firm hug, "Oh, I can't wait to get you in the sling." There were three guys inside, all wearing leather, watching porn in the living room. A sling had been set up in the middle of the room and a play sheet was draped over the sofa. I was handed a leather harness and told where to get ready. When I returned to the living room they were hard and ready. My dick hung, swelling in a leather cock ring and the harness was a little loose. My friends helped me into the sling and kissed me. I could feel their hands on my chest, pinching my nipples, massaging my balls, pressing my perineum until I was dripping precum. They pulled my arms up over my head and cuffed me to the sling. Then they lifted my feet and shackled them too. I was neg slut who stealthed his way into a poz only gangbang where I apparently about to become the main attraction and I couldn't escape. Thehandlebar mustache appeared over me, looking down. He lifted a ball gag up to my lips and buckled it securely into place. "How does that feel you fucking slut? Are you ready? Because we're going to wreck that young little cunt." I was looking so deeply into his olive eyes I hadn't even noticed the growing crowd around me. Slippery fingers plunged into my hole. "Damn, I thought you said this kid was a prostitute. He is tight as a virgin." "He isn't a prostitute. He's just our houseboy." Two fingers became three and then another hand was fighting for it's turn. The room was dark with a red glow from a lamp in the corner. Dark enough that I couldn't make out who was fucking me because the light was at their back, their faces were all in shadows. One by one they fucked my hole over and over. One of them had a large and thick dick that hurt at first, but with all the cum in my ass it quickly passed. I lost count of how many loads I felt shooting inside me. Then the room began to fill with light from outside. "Oh fuck, it's already morning," grunted one of them.

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

Finally accepting being a true cumdump. A top who I would normally ignore on Scruff hit me up wanting to drop a load, and he is now on his way to find me ass up in a jock waiting for his seed.

https://assets.s3xstatic.com/bz/uploads/monthly_2020_02/1297943908_bloodyhole.jpg.db9a3b54d970a59e209d127bd5307db5.jpgMaybe looked like this when Tommy was done with him. maybe take him to jail and throw him in with a bunch of Big Black Cocks

My life is falling apart, so I relapsed. I started at a dirty book store here in Phoenix and in the theater a guy in a suit dropped his phone by my feet and then when I sat forward to get it he tried to put three fingers in my ass. I told him he could put his cock in my ass, but that I'm not into fingering so I got out the Vaseline and the poppers and bent over and he fucks me for a few minutes got off in me and then a few minutes after that a guy on another site told me that I could come over and he would give me his dirty load, so I left the dirty bookstore and went to this dude's house, and then he rejected me on the doorstep. I went home and took a shower at that point because I was near there, and then I went back to the dirty bookstore where I got another negative load in me from some leather cowboy dude, I was actually being watched and got compliments for my bottoming all the really what I did was bend over and take it but I guess that's good. Then I got a late 50s or early 60s Mexican dude that didn't seem to speak any English so I just bent over in front of him and he stuck it in and then he tried to give me a really aggressive violent reach-around but I took his hand away. then I went to another friend's house for a little while and had some nice conversation and some uppers, but no sex. Load count at this point is up to 3. then I went to a downtown hotel to meet up with a guy from another site that I've been wanting to hook up with for a long time. I arrived and when I got there he had told me that the third person for a three-way hadn't arrived yet so we smoked for a while and waited and then eventually he said he just wanted to fuck me and I've been waiting for him to ask me this for months so we asked me to go in the hotel room shower and clean up a little bit he's not into sloppy seconds or fourths in this case and I did so after that I went back to the bed and he had me all over that bad in different positions and I've never had a better fuck than fat. he proved to me once again the truism that uncut is better in the ass. I went out to a farm town nearby after that and spent the night with a guy that had a high viral load and we watched a lot of porn and we were up for about 30 hours and then I went home, possibly, hopefully infected.

At this point my view is simple if your a bottom you play using condoms or you go on PReP or you take the poz route. Bare sex is and will always be Russian roulette. But of course I'm biased- I'm poz

Any dudes on here chat on “the free chat line?” I get real pervy there with strangers. Can get real hot and extreme

I’ve had penetrative sex 67 times this year so far

went to Slammers Friday night and was a bug chasing lil slut once i got in the sling , i was surronded by Toxixc cock, 6 loads taken deep 3 swallowed, before i left for the night i slipt my butt plug in , when i woke this morning more than half disolved into my inner hole, yummmy and hell yeah i Love not letting a drop of cum leak out ,

Easy just bring up the last time you guys hung out. Once you get to talking about it. Bring up the blow job thing. I am betting he is still into it.

Yeah, I remember my stepdad.

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 >:-)

My most frequent dom breeder has all his profiles marked "neg + PrEP", but when he asked me get another top he can breed me with he disclosed he was +/u. The other top, who was initially up for it, went dark once he heard my breeder was +/u. We talked about it afterwards and he said that lots of guys who are keen up front go dark if he discloses his status. On top of the "preference" racism he's already dealing with, adding in his status felt like a bridge too far. This means that instead of neg loads, I've taken over 80 +/u loads from him. This means that neg loads have been a minority in my cunt for quite a while.

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.

I met Troy at one of the local bars. He was a hot kid of around 25, only a few years older than me. He was medium height, very slender, but still muscular. In fact, we were about the same height and build. We struck up a conversation and he suggested we go to his place. Although I was hoping for some sex between us, I learned at his place that he was a bottom as was I. We could exchange blow jobs but what I really wanted was to be fucked. We got naked and started making out, but I passed out. I learned later that Troy slipped a heavy dose of G in my drink. When I came to, I was face up and spread-eagle tied to a bed. Standing over me was a sexy biker-type about 40 years of age and built like a brick shit house. “This is a hot boy you recruited for us Troy. Good going. “ Then, to me, he said “How’d you like to join our fuck club? We need another bottom boy. Troy’s the only regular we got right now and we’re wearing out his hole. You like to be fucked boy?” Not answering, I said “Why am I tied down?” The biker said “If you join our club, this is a taste of what you’ll get. You’ll be our bondage fuck toy. We’ll own your hole and you’ll submit to whatever we want to do with it. Does that appeal to you?” While I always fantasized about the bondage and leather scene I was afraid to pursue it. I liked what the biker said but I yielded to my cautious nature and said, “I don’t think so.” At that point, the biker lit a cigarette and brought his face close to mine. “I think I can convince you.” He started stroking my cock. I looked down and discovered that my pubic hair had been shaved, just as Troy’s. The biker kissed me deeply and I had a raging hard-on in short order. The biker said, “You say ‘no’ but your cock says ‘yes.’ If I milk you to orgasm that seals the deal and you’re our new bottom. If you don’t cum, you can go home.” The biker continued to stroke my cock and kiss me. I tried not to cum, but the scene turned me on like never before. I ejaculated a huge load. “Good boy,” the biker said. The biker then placed a collar around my neck. The biker and Troy took me to the clubhouse. I went willingly though apprehensively. The clubhouse was located in the warehouse district in the basement of what looked like an abandoned building. Once inside I surveyed the scene. The room was a dungeon, replete with sling, fuck tables, and bondage equipment. There were about 10 guys in the room, all biker or ex-con types. All were rough looking but sexy as hell. The biker said “Now comes the initiation. We’ll teach you how to be a good bottom slut. From now on, you’ll do as you’re told.” I was introduced to Tina for the first time in my life and was I ever ready to be royally fucked. The biker whispered to me “Are you negative boy?” I replied in the affirmative. He said “Not after tonight. We’re all positive and by tomorrow you will be too. “ I was so high from the Tina that I didn’t care. The biker said, “I’m going to bareback your ass first. Nothing turns me on more than a conversion scene.” He took me to a private room off the dungeon and I had the fuck of my life. The biker alternated between tenderness and rough play. At times he would kiss me while gently fucking then he’d turn me on my hands and knees, spank my ass hard, and rough fuck me. He liked to smoke and blow his smoke in my mouth while we kissed, saying “You’re going to get my cum, my spit, my piss, and the smoke from my lungs. I’m going to thoroughly mark you boy.” And he did all of that. After what must have been 90 minutes he came and I could tell it was a massive load. He brought his face close to mine and whispered “You’ve just been pozzed. I’m your AIDS daddy. I’m in your blood forever now boy. “ He then milked me for the second time that night, saying “You’ll cum on command.” Which I did. After that, he turned me over to the other tops and I was fucked for the rest of night, mostly strapped in the sling. Troy’s ass was well used that night too. At times, I was replenished with Tina. The next morning, with the tops sleeping, I snuggled up to Troy who was resting on a mattress in the corner. He said “Welcome to the club.” We made out for awhile and then I moved to felch his ass, which was ample with cum. He then proceeded to felch my ass. We then kissed with our cummy mouths for a long time. He pointed out a biohazard tattoo on his ass cheek and said “You’ll get one too this morning. One of the tops is a tattooist.” Troy was right. My ass cheek was tattooed that morning. Other tattoos and piercings came later. The biker really meant it when he said the club owned my ass. From that point onward, I needed to be available whenever I wasn’t at work. My ass was pimped out a few times a week to help pay the rent on the clubhouse. I was thoroughly indoctrinated into the BDSM scene. My life was never the same.

Was home late from work yesterday and rushed to prep for my Friday regular (vers top) only to receive a text from him saying he was sorry but forgot to tell me he had a party to go to. Considered checking with other fuckbuds or cruise online but decided an early night wasn't bad thing. Was still reading around 10.00pm when I got an app: "boring party. horny. still awake?". 20 minutes later he was here. Pretty boozed but rock hard cock. Pounded two loads in me back to back. Shot my load handsfree the second time he was hammering away. We talked a bit. Started sucking his nipples, which always gets him hard again. His balls must have been working overtime. Sucked another decent load out of him while fingering his nips.

I teach at a state university and am currently chair of my department. Last year, I was without a secretary for 4 months because of state civil service insanity. It did mean that there was an hour at the end of each day when I was the only one around the office. One afternoon, I got hit up on Scruff by a hot young top. He was blonde and handsome and horny. He was also a student at my university. I am usually more circumspect about that, but he was very insistent. He came by my office at 4:30 and fucked me bent over my desk. He did it a few more times before the new secretary started.

Same feeling. With the exception of one regular top I have, the first fuck was just a warm up and always wanting more. At a bathhouse or party, I can move on to the next and next all in one location. No traveling around, finding parking. Just cock after cock

"Oh yeah, take that poz load you fucking slut." It was the handlebar mustache fucking me. I liked his dick. It wasn't the huge one. It was thick with a big head and curved up. When he fucked me there was a lot of pressure on my prostate and he knew how to work it to make my useless bottom dick cum from amazing assgasm. "Take his gag off," someone ordered from the dark. Hands fumbled for a moment and then the gag was slowly, gently raised out of my mouth. Whoever removed it was a true gentleman and knew how much it would hurt having worn it so long. Hands were on my face massaging my cheeks and jaw. I kissed them as they passed over my lips. I felt a soft beard on my nose before the full lips were pressed against mine. Tongue deep in my mouth, I sucked on it and massaged it with my tongue. He pulled away and rubbed his beard across my cheek then whispered in my ear, "Beg for his load." It was Allen, the married guy who invited me. "Beg for his AIDS," he slapped my face. I cried out, "Fuck my neg hole. Give me that poz load. I want your AIDS. Make me toxic like you." The only sound was the clanking of the chain and grunting from the handlebar mustache as he shot his load deep in my ass. He reached down and grabbed the harness, pulling me up to meet his gaze. We locked eyes for a moment as he tried to figure out which part was the lie. His dick was still rock hard inside me. He leaned in to kiss me. He sucked and nibbled on my lips with such passion I wanted to tell him I loved him and almost did. "Well if the lying little slut wasn't poz, he definitely is now," the handlebar mustache slapped me hard. "Now tighten that hole boy. I'm going to fill you up with piss and you're going to keep it inside." "Yessir," I panted. He let out a long sigh. My wrecked cunt filled with hot piss, expanding, stretching, flushing all their poz loads deep inside me. "Keep that hole tight boy." He pulled his dick from my ass and walked around the crowd. "Suck it clean." I licked the mixture of all of their cum from his hairy balls. Teased him with my tongue. He shoved his dick all the way in my mouth. It fit perfectly, hitting the back of my throat just as his pubes pressed against my nose. I was so intent to lick and suck every drop of cum from his dick and pubes I didn't notice he was unlocking the shackles until I noticed the pain in my wrists. One by one they shoved their dicks in my mouth and I cleaned them with my tongue. The handlebar mustache was unlocking my ankle restraints when he said, "I'm going to plug your hole. You're going to be plugged all weekend. If you aren't getting fucked you'll be plugged." "Yessir." He pressed a large butt plug against my hole and worked it in. It was blunt and hurt, but then it was inside me and the neck stretched my ring just a little. Keeping me open. "I'm going to help you out of the sling now." He guided my feet from the stirrups and lowered my legs slowly. I sat up and let my feet touch the floor. My legs were shaky and sore. He kissed me gently and said, "You need to unload. You're going to cum in my ass, slut." My stomach was covered in my cum because I had been oozing all night from all the fucking. It was dry and sticky, but he spit on my stomach and wiped it down to my shaved dick. Then he spit on my dick. He sat on the sofa and put his legs up. I spit on his hole and started to go slow, but he wrapped his legs around me and pulled me into him. I pounded his hole just as firmly as he pounded mine and leaned forward to kiss him again. His mustache smelled of essential oils I couldn't identify, something woodsy and musky. His tongue was smooth, he whipped it gently in my mouth. In the moments we kissed I was madly in love with this leather muscle bear who pozzed me. It didn't take long for me to cum. We didn't stop kissing. I shot my load in his ass and kept fucking him while we kissed until my dick hurt. He whispered, "Good boy. Now let's take a nap before we head out." Everyone else had already gone to bed. He grabbed my hand and pulled me down a hallway. Allen was already asleep in the bed. His husband must have been in another room. I crawled across the bed to Allen. He wrapped his arms around me and the handlebar got in, squeezing me between them. He kissed me gently again and exhaled, "I'm Carlos."

When not watching the videos about men fucking, sucking dick and bottoms begging for POZ loads. Jess is teaching me how to clean out my hole and how to suck dick with a small one and going larger till I'm gagging, that when ever a dick is near your mouth you are to suck, I'm shown how to use poppers as Jess says it helps you be a better cum dump. Jess has a syringe and loads it up with saline then teaches me how to find a vain and inject it into him, then inject into my self. I ask what's this for as Jess is laughing and says you will find out soon enough. Jess is so hot looking with these tattoos and body piercings and how he acts towards me. The videos are now giving me a hard on and I want to grab my dick and jerk off, but the chastity cage is preventing me from doing that. I'm getting very little sleep as all I can think about is dick now and how much I want one in my ass or mouth. To suck it until its hard, in my ass giving me that beautiful cum. Uncle puts a chain to the steel collar around my neck and takes me out of the basement to the top floor. I see 4 doors some you can hear people in them but it hard to make out what is going on. When the door is open Uncle introduces me to Dana and like me he is has a metal collar and a chastity device . The room is small just a bed with mirrors on the walls and ceiling and a bed a small bathroom. The TV is on with people about our age making out, Dana comes to me and gives me a kiss as his tongue is in my mouth so I respond the same way. Soon we are on the bed with Dana working over my nipples bitting them rubbing my cage turning me over spreading my cheeks putting his tongue on my hole, then putting a finger in then two and I'm in heaven. When he stope I do the same to Dana and like me the pre cum is leaking out of our chastity cages. Dana tells me we are being filmed so lets just enjoy each other bodies. The door opens as Dana an I are in each others arms enjoying our bodies. Uncle tell me to get cleaned up and out as he will be back, I ask Dana what's going on as he is laughing then says you have date. I look at him, A DATE, yes you are going to a room and get fuck and as he say that my heart is racing with excitement as it will be my first. Dana since you have never been fuck its going to hurt but in time you will enjoy it then beg to be fuck like me. Uncle comes in and take me down stairs and as we are walking he say this is your first day down the road of depravity as we pas Jess leading this skinny man who looks very sick with many tattoos with a P.A. on the tip of his dick, but the one thing I notice he is rock hard. I'm put in a room and told to wait here, a few minutes an older man in his 60s comes in naked. For some reason I get on my knees and go for his dick as I have been brain washed. He just stands there while I suck his dick, he is getting hard as its a 7 inch dick. He pushes me away and says your first load with be in that virgin ass. Get on all 4s on the bed he commands me, then he buried his face in my cheeks as he tongues my hole and probes it with his fingers. I see two syringes on the table one with a needle and one without. He takes the one with the needle and shoots it into his dick and it starts to get bigger, then says now it is ready to wreck your hole. The other one without the needle but a long tube he puts in my hole, then a few minutes later it starts to burn, it feels great. He hands me poppers an o take five good hits in each nostril, as my hole wants something in it NOW. I feel my first dick rubbing against my hole and the suspense is killing me as I say to him please fuck me, then the head goes in and does not stop until all 7 inches is in me. I have never felt pain like this before as the only lube he is using is his spit. I'm screaming and he says scream all you want bitch as he pulls out and back in as he is fucking me as hard and fast as he can. I hear him grunting as he is cumming as he falls right on top of me in exhaustion with his dick still me, but I like the feeling as his dick is shrinking and once out he rolls over. Something in my brain tells me to go suck his dick. I see the cum but also the blood as he says to me you are no longer a virgin but a hole to be used. How do you like it and where do you want it to go?

I love finding used rubbers and draining them - -

The door opened and the first thing which hit me was the smell of unwashed bodies. There was a mirror over the bed. I looked up to see a group of old, ragged men being ushered into the bedroom by grandad. Some of them gasped and others laughed showing blackened and broken teeth as they saw me lying naked on the bed. All shapes and sizes from skinny guys with cadaverous faces to grossly fat men with drooping bodies. I saw some lick their lips as grandad said " There you go, boys. Peachy little bum on him. Get stuck in and fill yer boots!" I squirmed with shame and fear as they started to strip off, waves of sweaty, pissy body odour washing over me as they removed their filthy clothes. Then the bed sagged as they climbed onto the mattress, eager fingers digging between my cheeks and feeling the lube on my hole. I turned my head and saw grandad standing watching, a filthy grin on his face as he released his cock and began to masturbate. Hands grabbed my head and turned it to face a stiff, drooling cock. I just had time to see the sores engulfing the fat, swollen head and then it was pushed into my mouth and I had no choice but to suck it. I was sobbing with shame, and then the cock withdrew and another took its place, the pee-hole red and inflamed and I smelt the gooey discharge oozing from the tip. I tried to avoid it, but strong fingers held my head and I couldn't stop that filthy cock sliding between my lips. Grandad had moved closer to get a better view. He caught my eye and gave me a wink. "Good lad," He whispered. " You know you want it, don't you?" It was true. Despite the horrible, diseased cock in my mouth, I felt a mounting excitement. My own cock was stiff beneath my belly, and I felt overwhelming lust at this descent into absolute depravity. The bed was now covered in naked bodies licking, probing, rubbing against me. "Turn him over," Grandad said. Eager hands pulled me onto my back and I looked up into a circle of faces like something from a medieval painting - broken teeth, sores, some bald, all unshaven and smelling of sweat and filth. Strong hands grasped my erection, and I watched aghast as an old man with a huge sore beneath his nose bent and began to suck me. "Oh...oh no..." I gasped with a last awareness of my corruption, but the mouth bobbing up and down felt so good. "Just do it," Said Grandad. "Give yourself up to your true nature.. " He nudged a fat, short old man who was kneeling on the bed rubbing a fat mushroom cock. "Why don't you sit on his face?" The man grinned, scooted around the bed and squatted over me. I looked up at his smooth arsehole, smelled the odour where he obviously hadn't wiped and felt terror as he lowered it onto my face. I couldn't escape. My face was engulfed between his cheeks and I heard grandad tell me to lick it. Could I? Could I really lick it? With a sob of surrender, I poked my tongue tentatively into his hole. I heard him grunt with pleasure. He reached under and spread his cheeks, sinking onto me and forcing my tongue up into his arsehole. I knew I was lost. My cock was stiff in the old man's grasp, my face was engulfed in filthy buttocks and my tongue was deep in a dirty hole and yet I was loving every minue of it. I felt my legs being pulled up and outward and then the first stab of a blunt, slimey cock pushing into my hole. I gasped even as I licked the man squatting over me, feeling the delicious smooth rush of the cock sliding into my arse. There was excitement in the air and if anything, the smell from the crowd increased with their excitement. The man levered himself off my face and got off the bed. Hands held my legs and pinned my wrists to the bed. I looked up into the face of the man fucking me, his eyes wicked with lust. "Open...open yer mouth.." He gasped as he thrust into me. I opened my mouth, and he hawked and released a drool of phlegm which fell onto my tongue. Then he kissed me. His breath was awful but I no longer cared. He pulled back and cackled. "Nice! I can taste arsehole on your lips!" "Hurry up!" Someone said. "Don't take all day!" The man in me nodded, worked his cock harder and then let out a long gasp of pleasure as his cock throbbed in me, releasing his sperm. He sagged back and pulled out. I caught a glimpse of his cock covered in sores and realised it was the man I had sucked, but then I was turned over onto hands and knees, arse upraised helplessly as someone else mounted me and I felt another cock slide into my cummy hole. Beside the bed, grandad had lowered his trousers and pants and was bent forward being sodomised by a thin, balding man with red blotches covering his skinny buttocks and upper legs. He grinned at me as he saw my surprise " How do you think I became poz..ooff...thats nice...I take it up the arse as well." He stood up and the man slipped out of his fat arse, his cock now wet with lube. "That's enough mate. " He said "You know the deal. When you want to come, fill his arse with it." I realised the man was probably syphilitic but what could I do? I had probably already caught their diseases by now and the thought of it was exciting and shameful. The man in me made way having already cum, and the thin man got behind me. Grandad came and lay next to me, pulling my head down and kissing me. "You want it? " He whispered. "He's poz and he's got the syph. Means you will definately get knocked up and infected." I kissed him back and felt his hand gently ruffle my hair. "Hold me.." I gasped. He smiled, held my hand and nodded to the man behind me. I felt his cock pressing into my hole and then it slid easily up me and he began to thrust. I was lost. Depraved. About to be infected and bred all at once. I knelt in surrender as Grandad stroked my hand and whispered in my ear. "Good lad. Good lad." The man didn't last long, he thrust two or three more times like a rabbit, then pushed himself against me and grunted loudly as he spurted . He held himself in me for a long moment, then slid his cock out and I felt his filthy cum drooling over my balls. My cock was so stiff it hurt as I slumped forward. Grandad kissed me again and I felt a body lay down beside us. I saw it was a fat old man with whiskers and wispy hair. He lay face down spreading his cheeks with his hands, and I could see his dirty arsehole was smeared with cum and lube and worse. "Go on, cum in him and you'll feel more relaxed. There's a long way to go yet!" With a gasp of excitement, I slid onto the old man's back, feeling his sweaty skin beneth me even as he spread his legs further and my cock nestled between his buttocks. Grandad leant over, grasped my cock and guided it into position. I slide down and into the old body, feeling his sloppy hole hot around my shaft, and then I was spurting and spurting and finally resigned to my fate...

Fucking hot. With piss having gone mainstream, blood play could be the next fluid frontier. Thinking of a bottom, maybe a chaser, maybe not, nicely brushed before a fuck, then cleaning off the top's cock in the ultimate ATM - cum, cockslime, ass funk, and traces of his own blood.

A flakiness of grindrs, maybe...

I wanna chat with nasty dudes right now I've taken raw loads at gloryholes, in theaters, public restrooms on my back with my ass under the stall, cars, parks, blindfolded in a hotel ro0m, anywhere I can get a quick load. I can't stop taking loads, I have tried. It's impossible. The feeling I get when a stranger dumps his load deep inside my ass is indescribable. It's a high. Knowing that some strange man, who I usually never even see, has his bare cock up inside my butt and is using my hole as his own personal ass pussy to dump his load into is the sexiest thing I have ever encountered. Knowing that 6, 7, 10 men use my hole in a row, each other guy plunging into a sloppier and more cum filled hole is simply irresistible for me. Knowing that I might be considered the nastiest whore they've ever fucked is something I can't ever stop. I am addicted to having anonymous strangers empty their balls into my ass.