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Justin felt like he needed more poppers or something, why did this guy not pull out now that he came. The longer he kept his fat dick lodged in Justin's hole the more it hurt. Then poppers were put under his right nostril and he inhaled deeply then the left. Still hurt but Justin kept doing it and after the sixth his boy pussy started to open up and the guy lodged in his ass said, fuck that pussy is hungry. You need more cum boy? I have been working up another load as your tight ass kept pulsing on my fat dick. You have not idea what your ass feels like, dude it is better than a pussy! Justin began to whisper fuck me please Sir, I need your cum Sir. Good boy, I love a cum hungry boy! Popper one more time and then the guy who stretched Justin's throat what seemed like forever slapped Justin's lips with his fat cummy dripping dick. Boy, hope you have learned hot to throat a dick, open that fucking mouth. Justin opened his mouth and the guy grabbed his head and shoved it deep on his dick and Justin had not even had time to take a deep breath. The guy started slow fucking his throat with deep thrust and he hard him him say he is ready and then the guy slapped the side of Justin head really hard his ear started to ring and Said Fucker you better not bite my dick or use your teeth as the guy fucking him started pulling almost all the way out and then slamming his dick back inside. Justin felt like he was being town in two, he grunted and moaned on the guys dick fucking his throat and he almost forgot he needed to breath. This went on for three minutes then the guy fucking his throat must have sensed that he was about to pass out and he pulled out long enough for Justin to gasp and then shoved his dick back in and started fucking his throat and four minutes later the guy fucking his ass shot again and shoved his dick deep in Justin and pulsed eight ropes of cum and then slowly pulled out. A minute later the guy fucking his throat shot down it and Just felt rope after rope draining down his throat. The guy pulled out and plugged Justin's nose and made him swallow. The guy in his ass pulled out and Justin felt so empty they both got dressed talking to each other but not to Justin. Then Just felt something really thick as his anus and lots of pressure and a minutes later a fat but plug slipped in Justin and it felt amazing. The guy did not say anything as the two guys talked all the way to to the door and then Justin felt his wrist being unfastened and the guy said, don't fucking move until you hear the door close. Two minutes later the door closed and Justin collapsed on the bed with his blindfold still on. Justin slipped off the blindfold and rolled off the bed. His ass was so full, he walked to the living room where the computer was up and he could see BBRT was up and Mark had been imming Dan the guy who put the butt plug in, he could see that was the last thing typed. Just read the IM's. Dan - Mark the kid is one horny little slut. Mark - I knew this one was gonna be a good one. Dan - Don't get me wrong the kid still needs training but he has started calling me Sir! Justin went to scroll down and the screen closed. Fuck, he quickly signed and and the im was gone. He looked for Mark and could not find him but there was a message from Mark. Hey boy, sounded like you were backing out so I sent my buddy Dan over to help you and make sure you gave up that pretty little whore ass of yours. Let me know how it went! Justin sat there and thought wow this was an amazing night and just about the time he was going to reply a private message came up. The message read: Need cum dump bottom for a party downtown on the weekend. Just a hot boy ready to take loads all night. Party favors will be given to the little slut who gets picked. Let use know if you would like to be in the running! You must be able to take large dicks and lots of cum! Justin felt his dick tingle but did not get hard and he started playing with it trying to get hard. Felt amazing but it was still soft. ........

A few days later one of the bus boys tells me about a sex party that is for 18-21 only as he is too old and I'm 18. I get the address it's a big home and this old guy opens the door and invites me in.They have some drinks on the counter so I get one and it's spiked with GHB. Everyone here seams new or inexperience , so I'm in heaven and with me being off meds maybe I can stealth a few. Everyone wants a condom on but these are the very cheap ones so they are easy to break. I see this one in the corner really nervous so I bring him a drink that I hope will loused him up and it does. I take him by the hand to a quiet area and kiss him as he says I have never done anything like this. So why are you here , because I like looking at men having sex with each other. I see his dick is rock hard so I go down on him and in 30 seconds he blows a massive load. I that some of his load and start to work on his virgin hole stinking one finger, two, then my tongue while he is moaning. I lay him face down climb up to his ear as say to him , the first time it very painful but in time you will be begging to get your hole wrecked. I have two way to go be a scumbag and just ram my dick in or go as slow as I can and let him enjoy it. I go slow and let him get used to it as its taking time and in other rooms you hear boys screaming this one is moaning in pleasure. He is used to me now so I go in and out in small strokes, then a little longer strokes. What he does not realize is I never put a condom on as my POZ dick will soon be flooding his negative virgin hole with toxic cum. He is having a great time as he is backing up on me when I stop and I can't hold back and more so I drive balls deep while rope after rope of certified POZ cum floods his hole. We roll over and he see some blood on my dick and is scared shit, I say that happens to all virgins the first few times, little does he know he is pregnant with my POZ load and in a few weeks he will be giving birth to my babies. I keep going back as Its a lot of fun fucking virgins and POZZING them, but like anything fun the place gets shut down as the old man had the place set up with cameras all over the place filming everyone. I heard later that there was a lot of people diagnosed with HIV at the local high school. Washing dishes is work but it helps as sex work is work also, but it's not steady. You can go a few days without work in the sex industry, then everyone wants you but your dick can only fuck so many holes per day. At the restaurant there are many jobs waiters, bus boys, servers and dishwashers. The owner ask me if I want to be bus boy at his other restaurant, as he knows I'm gay and this place caters to gay men. He say you don't get paid as you work off tips only but you will do great just as long the customers are happy. I take the job and hope I do better than washing dishes. At the new restaurant the waiter is dressed in a black jock strap and sandals, the bus boy is in a white jock strap. The customers can do anything they want as long as they tip you, so you bring over water and fill there glass then squeeze your butt cheeks you might get $5, or grab your dick, some customers ask for a can of Crisco and take a waiter or bus boy a into the bathroom that has a sling in it. All the of us are about 18-21 and must be willing to suck dick of get fuck raw only. Most of the time it's just getting my dick rub, having my cheeks squeezed, a finger or two in my ass or going under the table and sucking a dick. The money is ten times what I was making and it's a lot easier than washing dishes.

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

When I finally arrived in Rio again, it had been over three years since my last visit. My ex-boyfriend was at the gate waiting for me with a smile on his face and a bag, as he was coming from a smaller town near the capital. We hugged, but the heat of his body pulled me closer, so we ended up kissing. The nostalgia came rushing in from that soft, calm kiss, and I knew everything I promised myself during the flight wouldn't really come true -- we could never act as friends, I was going to fuck him the whole way. Truth be told, I was expecting it from the beginning. We had dated for four years and we never went at it without condoms because people didn't talk about what it meant to be undetectable back then. When I met him again, I knew it would be alright. So, as soon as we closed the door on his room, he got on top of me and fucked me as passionately as he had always wanted to, deep and fast and wet, and filled me up perfectly. I don't think I had ever seen him cumming so much, I could feel his muscles tensing up inside me, I could actually feel the warmth of a really wet, full orgasm. I didn't even leave bed after that, I just wanted to sleep with it inside me. The next day, we had sex again as we woke up, but his foreskin was really thin and it ripped apart with the rhythm. He freaked out and wanted us to go to the clinic to make sure nothing bad would happen. That's how everything starts sounding like a movie, so brace yourselves. We waited for what seemed like forever, and finally a very cute, young doctor called me in. I told him what happened and he chastised me for being so reckless. A nurse burst inside, and I think he must have been listening (from how quick he was to speak his mind in the next scene heheheh), and said he had already written out my PEP prescription and that the doctor should hurry off to the next patient because the queue was getting bigger really quickly. The doctor dismissed me and told me to be less irrational, and then he left to an inaccessible area in the clinic. The nurse closed the door, locked it and asked if I was feeling okay. I told him it was fine, that I had witnessed people who aren't too cheery about the gays before and that it didn't faze me. He said he sympathized and asked me why I fucked my boyfriend bareback if I knew he was infected. I told him I knew undetected folks couldn't get infected and that I had wanted to feel his dick properly for a while. He said he got it, but asked if it actually turned me on, because maybe I needed to talk to a psychologist before I was let go. I told him it was fine, but that I preferred skin on skin. He asked me if I found him attractive and I told him yes. He asked me if he could kiss me and I just leaned in and we started dancing in our mouths. His kiss was super smooth and patient. I could barely process things with how fast he was to remove his medical garments and take off my shirt. I got up from the chair and we started making out on the wall, him stroking me through my shorts while I moaned quietly, trying not to call any attention. He took off my shorts, then my underwear, and began sucking me off while twisting his hand on the base of my shaft. That is one of the most delicious things I've ever felt with a blowjob, man, people should do that more often. He stopped for a bit and asked me, and this is where it gets crucial: "Are you sure you're not horny about someone who's infected?" "Why?," I asked, feeling my heart pound faster. "I just found out I got it last week. It's no surprise, I've been looking for it. Being in a medical profession has exposed me to a lot of talk about it and it just made me hornier and hornier. You do like being fucked raw, right?" "I... I do." "I do too. I take a risk every day. You wouldn't believe how many guys are willing to do it right out of the gate. Would you like me to fuck you?" "Are you really that infected?" "It's the highest risk you're ever going to take." I had a moment to think about it. My dick was pounding, almost hurting, and he pushed his weight onto me. He was stronger, not like a big deal, but enough to keep me there until I could give an actual answer. His dick went up, which is something I really like, because it hits all the right spots and there's nothing like a vertical dick to spell virility. Mine is bent a little bit downwards and I always wanted it to be more alive, like with these guys. Uncut, too, with the head all exposed and ready to act. Uncut dicks are rare in Brazil. I couldn't think straight. The only thing I could think of saying was asking him if he'd fulfill one of my deepest fetishes, something I'm always happy with when I'm finished fucking: "Do you cum a lot?" "It depends, but I haven't jerked off today, so you're in luck." "Save a bit for the butthole, I wanna taste it." "Are you saying yes?" "I'm willing to take the risk." He immediately went down and started licking my ass furiously, sticking his tongue considerably inside, that I could feel him lubricating me for a good part of the entrance. After a couple of minutes, when he was done and I moaned (it wasn't that intense, but I wanted him to get into it), he kept spitting on his dick and spreading it to get started. We fucked missionary at first, then I sat on him for a while, sometimes really slow -- and it was unbearable, because I wanted him to be rougher -- and sometimes really quickly, and I could feel him shifting to something more primal. More yells, more carnal desire, more lack of control while he pushed every last inch of his dick inside me. When he was done fucking me while we were standing, he pulled out and there was a string of blood going from his head's tip to the shaft. He took a pause. "I made you bleed. If I cum, it's the real deal, you're very likely to get it. Are you serious about this?", he asked. "I'm not sure. But I want to feel free. Do what your head tells you to, I'm not in a position to decide," I replied. My heart never pounded faster than right then. "I need you to tell me you're okay with this, because I don't want to regret it. I need you to tell me you're thankful for it, and not regretful." "Mark your territory," I decided. He kissed me roughly and proceeded to fuck. It became painful because he was really trying to get as far as he could, and he wasn't exactly small. I could feel him reaching the walls, and stretching them out to make the next pounding be a little more comfortable. After a couple of minutes, it was all pleasure, and he had found my prostate, so there were crazy amounts of cum leaking out. It wasn't exactly like an orgasm, but something continuous, that made me squeeze my hand and shake my feet, but not enough to really feel like cumming. He kept going, and then he laid me down on the bed and I was on fours, being fucked like never before, on the doctor's table. He told me, "I'm actually going to get you infected after this fuck. You're probably all open inside. Will you let me do this to you more often? Are you really getting into the club?" I wasn't sure still, but I knew I wanted to feel that more often. Maybe, everyday. "Go through with it. Make your mark." He moaned as I finished speaking, feeling horny with the idea itself. He pounded as deep as he could for a couple of times, and then I could feel his dick tensing and releasing his cum. One, two, three, four, five... six times. And then he kept fucking, up until he could. He let it out with a wince and a half-hard dick completely lubricated with white cum, and streaks of red. "Your boyfriend is here, right?", he asked. "Yeah. He's positive too.", I replied. "Is he a boyfriend or an ex-boyfriend? I've been looking at you, and you seemed more interested in other visitors than him." "Ex. I'm visiting. Are you having ideas?" "If you can convince him, I don't think you'll have to waste so much time just being here. Unless you want to. You're getting the recipe. You've gotten fucked by him and he bled, and I fucked you mercilessly and you've bled again. I'm completely viral. Maybe you guys will even reconnect with the idea that you've got something to share. And we can meet some of his friends." "He's a little too chill for that, but I think we two can find buddies for ourselves without him. I might be able to get him to join after it's set up." "Dude, I just realized one of my life-long wishes ever since I got the results: I turned someone who was willing to have it in them. To be perfectly honest, me getting it was always kind of a wish I pushed away because it sounded too crazy. I'm happy now. I came so much inside you, it's probably one of the biggest loads I've ever given someone. And it's going to change your life for the better, now that you can be as promiscuous as you want. Carnaval is just around the corner..." "Thanks. I'm probably taking the meds to prevent giving it to other people without consent, sounds corny but I want everyone to be safe. But damn, it's comforting to know I can just offer my ass without the whole condom ceremony. This is going to be fun."

We allow people to discuss what happened to them in a factual, non-erotic manner. It's also OK to have a clinical, non-erotic discussion of stories that are in the news (e.g. when pornstar Mike Dozer got convicted for having sex with a 14 year old). We do not allow perpetrators to tell their stories. If you see anything that violates those policies (too erotic, or told from the point of view of the perpetrator), please report it using the report button immediately below the offending post. We do impose pretty stiff infractions for people who go over the line. That said, my unscientific impression is that a surprising number of gay guys were abused as kids (using "abused" in the legal sense – a fair number of the "victims" don't see it as abuse). And people who start young tend to be pretty kinky later in life. So it makes sense that a lot of the guys here have experienced what you're talking about.

I had a cousin who was a year older than me, he would slide his dick in my crack against my hole everytime our families visited or went camping and we stayed in the same room/tent. That lasted for a few years from when i was 12 to 16, he never actually fully penetrated though. The first time I really got fucked I was 17, it was an older guy I knew from work, he would drive me home and after we knew each other for a few months we would jerk off in his car. My parents were gone for a few days so i invited him over after work to watch movies, he brought some beer and I got drunk and that lead to him fucking me bare, he stayed the night and fucked me again in the morning. He fucked me a lot after that for the next year until I got a fulltime job

I told myself I would just look, I always tell myself that. It was Friday night and I was online. Barebackrt always manages to get me in trouble and just when I was starting to be good again. I sorted through several messages and prospected fucks before coming across one that looked promising. The guy was a little bigger, but not fat, and he had a huge, thick cock. In his message, he asked me if I wanted to come play with him and a friend. He said they would get me high on g and t and fuck me all night. I had promised myself that I wouldn't party anymore, especially not a few days before class and since I had a loving (and in his mind), monogamous boyfriend now. We continued to exchange messages and eventually my slutty side won out when he mentioned how much he wanted me to be a whore and to watch me take several guys' raw cocks and cum. I was on my way to his apartment within minutes. I arrived at his apartment just as the other guy (his friend who he had mentioned) was leaving. I was a little disappointed as this guy was hot but by this point I was in slut mode and just wanted to get high and take dick. I immediately took off my clothes (the guy told me later what a turn on this was for him) and took some g. We started smoking a little while the guy (William) played with my hardening dick and told me what a slut he wanted me to be. This, along with the drugs, made me horny enough to try to ride his thick, 8.5" dick. It took some work but I managed to ride him while he lay on his back. He eventually lifted me up and fucked me doggy (my favorite) while taking breaks to message other guy's online with invitations to use my ass. I wont lie, his dick was painful to take, but it was a good pain and I was in heat. His phone rang and he stopped fucking me to answer it. He hung up and said "A guy is here to fuck you, put your ass in the air and get ready for him." I did as I was told, positioning my self so my ass was in the air facing the door. The guy came in, undressed, and immediately slid his raw dick in my ass. His was definitely easier to take and I was glad I had been stretched out a bit before. The guy wasn't exactly attractive, but he was passing and he had a decent dick that he fucked me with so I was happy. While he pumped away, William watched and told me what a good slut I was. He started taking pictures which really turned me on. The current top pushed me down from my knees so I was laying face down on the bed. He held my face down and fucked me hard, whispering in my ear "I'm going to breed your ass." He started fucking faster and I could feel his balls, thick with cum now, slapping against my ass. He told me he was going to breed me and William urged him on, "Breed his ass." He shot his load up me with a grunt, my first one of the night. He got dressed and left with a thank you and a slap on the ass. William's phone buzzed and he told me that the next guy was already here, "get back in position." I did as I was told again, but this time I had a load in me. The next guy was hot. He was from the Midwest with blond hair, a hot, worked out body, and a nicely sized dick. He took off his clothes and walked over to admired my loaded ass. "He just took a load before you got here," William told him. "Nice," he said as he teased my wet hole with his finger. He slid his ass up my cum-filled hole; his dick felt amazing. It was the perfect size. I moaned like a little bitch as he started fucking me, rhythmically pushing his dick in and out. While he fucked me doggy on the bed I reached around to grab his muscled arms, pushing into his cock as he fucked me. He slid out of me and William immediately shoved his thick cock in, it still hurt but I took it anyway with a slight gasp which quickly turned into moans as he pounded my hole. As he fucked me I noticed that there were 2 other guys in the room now as well, getting undressed. William slid out of me and I moved my ass back into position for the next guy. He was a hot, straight-acting, surfer guy with an amazing dick and this, low-hanging balls. His chest was smooth and tight. He fucked slid his cock in my wet hole and began fucking me like the others. The guy from the Midwest positioned his cock in front of me and I sucked on it while taking the other guy's dick. The surfer guy turned me over and fucked me with my legs in the air and over his shoulders. I wanted to kiss him so bad but he turned away when I tried. I reached down and felt his smooth balls slapping against my ass and his raw dick pumping in and out of my slutty hole. He grabbed my feet and spread my legs in the air as he fucked me, hold my feet. I looked down at his amazing dick fucking my hole. So fucking, hot. I wanted his hot ball sac to unload up me so badly. The second guy to come in started fucking Midwestern guy on the bed next to me. I love getting fucked while listening to another bottom moan next to me. Such a fucking turn on. William continued taking pictures and telling the other guys to fuck me. He told the surfer guy to breed me. He started fucking me more intensely, throwing me over so I was flat on my stomach again and shot his load up my cunt. My second load, I couldn't be happier. He lay on top of me as his balls unloaded into my ass, I reached back and felt them pulse. My ass was definitely wet now. Watching me get bred got the top who had been fucking Midwestern guy really horny, he pulled out and came over to shove his cock in my warm, wet hole. He had a long, curved dick and he fucked hard and fast. My ass must have felt great with the warm cum in it because he came within a couple of minutes. He shot a huge load and I could feel cum leaking out and down my balls as he pulled out. Midwestern guy was up next, he had me lay on my back with my legs in the air as he admired my cum-drenched hole. He slowly teased his hole with his dick, pushing it in and out of the opening to my hole gently. I moaned with pleasure and he rammed his dick in hard, pounding away at my hole. I could feel the cum running down and out of my ass as he fucked me. I reached down to feel his shaft which was slick with thick cum. He pumped me hard for several minutes as I moaned and told him how good his dick felt. I will admit, his felt the best by far. He finally shot his load in me, adding up to a total of 4. William gave me the last load and for once, with all the cum in me, his dick barely hurt at all. He had a huge load for me too. After that, everyone started picking up to leave and I decided to head back home too. My ass was full of cum as I sat down at my computer once I got home and logged onto Barebackrt.

Over the last 2 or so years BZ really seems to have turned into a place where people casually talk about incest they had, and sex they had when they were still centuries away from their first pube. Is it me or was I just better at dodging such posts before? I dont think its just me. Not really a huge fan, it must be peeps trying to be "edgy" in a new way, to replace the fact that only about 7 posters a year actually get pozzed these days.. Anyone agree. Im not sure if im asking the mods to make a crackdown, dunno how many others agree with me. I came here to hear about hot adult sex, personally.

Have a regular "straight" bud who enjoys being serviced but doesn't want to see cock etc. This is a regular thing we meet up about once a week and I service him in my office. Wife tends to never leave the house so have never met up with at the house. Wife decide to head out for a couple of hours. Got in touch with buddy and wanted to service him even though I had just swallowed his load yesterday. Both of us are kind of nervous given she could return totally unannounced. As usual, he strips off his sweats showing his 7 inch soft cock and his low hangers. I get my face in there and start the deep throating action. Work my way to those beautiful balls of his and then to the taint. Just recently, he's let me start eating his ass. Wow, that does get him hard. Finally, the stress of being in my wife's bed seems to go away and we're both a bit more relaxed. Out of no where, I ask if I can sit on his cock. He comes back with, "your mouth is what I want. Choke on my cock and swallow my cum." I spread his cheeks further and get my tongue up his ass more than ever before. All the while, I slipping down my sweats but leave the jock on (this guy goes totally soft when he sees cock). Just as his ass is opening up for me to tongue deeper, I rise up and sit on his cock. No easing on to it, just went straight down. His eyes open and he just looks at me but doesn't say a thing. I start the ride easy. He seems to get a rhythm and then starts his own breeding. I finally ask if he want to pump or me ride. He goes, you fuck my cock. My intent was to ride for awhile and then get back to some serious deep throat action. I start to lift off his cock and he pushes me down with real power. He grabs my hips and starts making me ride his cock full length. Out of nowhere, he starts bucking like I've never seen with him. Then quiet. I'm wondering WTF. Without a word, I go down to clean his manhood and show my appreciation. Also, think best to keep quiet. This guy is very weird about his need for man sex. Don't want to scare him off. Get him cleaned up, lick his ass some more, then he just stands up to get dressed. I leave the room for a few, throw on my sweats and go back in. Not a word from him. He's gathering his stuff to leave. I quietly ask, do you have a preference.....ass or mouth? He just looks me in the eye and goes: "well, there's a first for everything." Turns out, I popped his man cherry. He's never fucked a guy. Fun having a late morning breeding. Carrying his load in me and wife is coming back. Going to be interesting to see if he keeps our regular weekly sessions going now that real breeding has become part of the equation.

Justin was still flying and horny as fuck, he sent a message back and said he was interested in being considered! Told them he was a new bottom but could take really big dick. That he was neg and and clean. Justin looked at this guys profile, damn there were some really huge dicks, black, brown and white ones. He played with his tina dick and then started looking at others around. Another message came in and he immediately went to see if it was about the party but it was not. Justin opened it and this one read, Boy a couple of our mates are getting married Next weekend, his best men need a party favor to pass around and breed. Hit me up if you are free and can travel to our hotel? We are military, frat and gym guys with big dicks who need some boy pussy to get off in. Can you take DP? Deep throat? large dildos? Justin's tina dick was leaking as he responded: Hey, you guys sound really hot. I am pretty new to bottoming but just took some really big dick tonight. Have a very large butt plug in holding the cum inside. I am totally down to be with some hot military, frat and gym guys. Not sure what DP is but I am sure I can take some large dildos. Justin hit send and he saw a email and opened it. It was from the first guy Justin started to read it. I thought you were going to be a good one, the guy wrote. You have a slot for a try out, be at 1241 Marks Street, it is a warehouse and the door marked B will be unlocked. Come in and you will find a single locker to put your clothes in and once you are naked proceed to orange door and you will find a small bench between glory holes. The smaller hole is for your head and the larger one for your ass. You must be there at 3 pm or you loose your spot! Got it? Justin quickly emailed back and said yes SIr. What is the tryout can you tell me more. and the email back was good, make sure your ass is good can clean and you are ready to deep throat, you will be given supplies to help so no need to bring anything. No more questions, be there if you want to have a chance to come to our GB as the guest of honor. Just sent a reply back that said Yes Sir I will be there. Then he notice the guy signed off. The other guy had not sent back a replay but that was the following weekend. There was an email and Justin was so excited. He opened it and it was an address. Be there in 20 minutes and wear a jock and some gym shorts and a t-shirt. Don't right the bell or knock just walk in, Lights will be low and get on all four on the twin mattress on the floor and slip the blindfold on, Email me when you leave, Justin wanted to tell him he had a butt plug in and ask if he should leave it in or take it out. The guy said no emails and his place was about a five minute walk. Just hopped in the shower and showered and worked hard at trying to get the plug out and finally it popped out and all kinds of cum and some blood shot out of his ass and ran down the drain. Justin cleaned out again and more cum and blood shot out. One more time and just water and cum shot out. He dried off and slipped on a clean jock and gym shorts and a t-shirt and shot an email that he was on his way.

No one should be embarrassed either about actual abuse or any of the sex they have willingly. I mean, yeah, sometimes the scene goes wrong to the point that it's embarrassing, but a general embarrassment about being abused or consensual sex? I don't endorse that type of normative sexual repression. My goal for the site is to help people get over their hangups about sex and approach their sex lives realistically and honestly. That's the only way people can have a healthy sex life. If talking about their early experiences gets them to that place, so be it.

I've asked on numerous occasions. It's a trick question more to access how slutty and proud a bottom is. There is no "right" answer for me. I like sluts. I really like slut and sloppy holes. I like a bottom that assumes his sluttiness. H ad a few bottom lie and try to hide that they were preloaded, but while I was fucking them you can tell right away. I call them out on it in a playful way and let them know I like it. Sometimes it's nice to make a bottom sweat a bit LOL. Also preloaded holes are some of the wettes loosees fucks I have

Nice. Hopefully you get more than 3 “special” loads.

Just got bred deep face down on my desk at work....sucked his fat 8" cock hard, stood up dropped by pants to my ankles freeing one leg so I could spread my hole for him....he lathered my hole with some good ol' Vaseline I keep in my desk drawer just for these occasions...I hit my PIG brand poppers twice, held them in and said "breed my hole man". He fucked me hard and deep like a piston....I kept huffing my poppers as I could feel my hole stretching and tearing....he reached up an pushed my face into my desk and said take my dna boy..... he pulled up, left and now I am logged on here updating my load counts ....pink cum leaking from my hole!

This morning. A truly anon hook up. A rare real double contact. Black guy claimed 9”. Had lights dimmed, hooded, ear phones in. I could sense someone in room. Lots of moving around. Felt him on bed and a hard cock against my pre lubed ass. I’m glad I pre lubed and used a but plug before. He took me balls deep in one push. Have no idea how long he lasted. Long fast strokes. I could tell when he came though. After just a second he pulled out and fed it to me to clean off. It was that moment I realized there was another guy there. He also took me balls deep, while I was cleaning off the first guy. I’m pretty sure he was thicker than the first. He fucked me with an irregular rut hem that kept changing. It wasn’t long that he grunted and came. It was long enough for the first guy to get partially hard in my mouth. The second guy pulled out and after a bit of work, the 1st guy got his cock back in my ass. He didn’t move, just stayed there for a bit, the. Suddenly I could tell he was leaving a wet surprise. He pulled out and they both slapped my ass laughing. I have no idea how old. He’s got my number let’s see if I get seconds. This year has already been a lot better than last year.

I know where to take hot shower get my holes fuck very well and to get Tina for free now, but that does not solve my financial problems. Someone tells I should post an add on Craigslist with a picture that you are looking for generous men for sex, I do. Well, so many fakes and asking questions to deal with in the beginning but I soon get a handle on it. 90% are looking to get fuck and the meds that make me undetectable do effect me. So I go off meds and my dick responds in a few days as it's with semi hard or rock hard looking to put my toxic seed in someone ass. I go to hotels most of he time and it's 50-50 who want it raw. The condom I hate but I'm here to provide a service and getting well paid for it. Some ask my status and I always tell them I'm negative unless they say they are chasing and the chasers are the most fun as they are begging for toxic POZ cum. When I bottom the Daddies are the most fun as they take their time and make sure my hole it taken care of. The ones who are POZ and not on meds love give it to me raw as they are giving me a recharge of their toxic load. I also go groups and this time I was asked if I would do 3 men and parTy with them. I'm no fool as this will be fun and I will be getting paid at the same time ( There is always a catch that you don't expect )I get to the address the door is open and greeted by this man only wearing a jock strap and 2 men naked on the couch. I know what I'm here for so I jump out of my clothes. The one on the couch says get on the floor while the one who open the door is on the phone. Yea the boy is here. Good looking just like you like them skinny and young. Sam is giving a needle to slam him self with. He is using my jock strap to tie off his arm. The boy knows how to slam him self and just wait till that slam hits him. So come over and help us wreck his hole. He is right this was a heavy slam as I have 2 makes men in front on me that I want to service. I have one dick in my mouth and another in my hand. The one who open the door is fingering my hole and giving me a booth bump so I'm really spun up. Now I have dick in my ass pumping away as they are say we are going to wreck his life when Harry gets over here. I did not know about the fourth guy until now as the deal was for three to fuck me, but who cares when you have good dick fucking you one in your mouth and another one getting ready to fuck you. I really don't know how long but all three of them have dump at least one load in my ass so far. The door opens and Harry shows. Harry is from the West coast of Africa stands over 6ft 8 weight 300 LBS and it's all mussel . I almost had a heart attack when he drop his pants as he does not have DICK but a baseball bat with the largest P.A. ring going through the head of his dick. Harry says give the faggot another slam as I want him in the worst way to leave here bleeding and walking crooked in pain. After the slam Harry picks me up like a rag doll throws my on the couch with my legs over my shoulders so he could look in my face as he fucks me. I feel the ring on my hole and very glad I have 4-5 loads to be used as lube. Harry is not going to be nice and take his time as he just shoves his monster dick into my ass, yes there is pain just like the first time you get fuck, but I'm a faggot who loves a big dick in my hole. He is pounding away and after a minute I'm used to it and enjoying as it eggs Harry to fuck me harder and faster, the sweat pouring off Harry and on to me is some to enjoy as the other three are saying. Rape the hole. Load him and make him bleed. Poz the little faggot. When Harry explodes balls deep in me the Poz cum is flowing out of my ass, someone grabs a cup and scoop is up and they tell me to push it out. When I have pushed as much as I could they give me to glass to drink the cum. They were right I did leave there bleeding and walking crooked but in a few days I was back to normal.

For me, it was within a couple of years after I started sucking cock, that I searched for a black cock to try. It was back when CL was alive when I connected with a black guy and the first time I saw his dick, I.knew I’d hit the jackpot as his cock was twice as long and twice as thick as mine. I had a lot of fun with him and learned how to relax and take him inside me. He was the only one that made me cum from just fucking me.

PART 5 Everything went into overdrive and I felt a surge of lust go through me like I had never experienced. And my was throbbing yes, but my hole was spasming and just felt so, so... hungry. Tom looked down at me, “You like poppers Chris?” “Fuck this is so... oh my god,” was all I could get out. “You should see the way your hole is just going crazy. It looks so sexy convulsing like that," he remarked with a smile. “Please lick it again. I want to feel it so bad. My butt, it’s just, holy shit, I never felt like this before,” I sputtered. My entire focus seemed to be on my hole. I knew my dick was hard, but I didn’t care. I just needed his attention on my hole again. “Chris, I can’t lick it now, I put that lube on and it doesn’t taste that good.” He edged closer to me and handed me the bottle again. I automatically did two deep breaths in each nostril. I was just flying now. And he came in and pointed his rock hard cock, with precum dripping from its head, and slowly began rubbing my exposed hole with his cockhead. And oh fuck it felt good. I ground my ass against his cock, bucking and teasing, but he just teased back. He was so good at it, driving me further and further over the edge. The thought that he didn’t have a condom on registered but he wasn’t fucking me, so I dismissed it immediately. Besides, it felt so fucking good. He seemed to sense when the poppers started to fade and urged me on again. “Three hits, Chris. Three hits in each nostril. Or else, no more hole-rubbing,” he whispered. I wasted no time hitting each nostril with three deep pulls from my new friend, this little brown bottle. He went back to work teasing my hole as I writhed and tried to stay still, when it felt so good that I just wanted more. He was so subtle that I barely felt him increasing the pressure against my hole. And his teasing got more pronounced,as he focused on the center of my hole. Slowly and surely, he increased the pressure and it was now impossible to deny the gentle burrowing of his cock. But it was okay. He wasn’t fucking me. My breath was coming out in sharp gasps by now and it all felt so good. When he said “Four times, Chris. Four big hits on each side. Do it. Do it my sexy little boy,” I immediately complied. And I was already so spun. And those last hits broke my final will. I didn’t even realize it had happened til after it had happened. It was like my body made the decision for me. About thirty seconds after those four hits on each side, with his firm pressure against my hole and his cock already burrowing into my opening, I literally heaved myself up and impaled myself onto his cock. The head popped through my ring and two inches of hard raw shaft followed. He held me firm. I didn’t take anymore cock in me, but he wasnt gonna let me back off either. I half screamed and half moaned. The burn of pain in my ass subsiding already. “There’s my little bottom boy. I knew you’d show yourself. Such a tight hole. A hungry tight hole,” he whispered. And he was now working more of his cock in, pushing me to take it but not trying to hurt me. “Hit the bottle again sexy. Hit those poppers and let that little hole relax,” he murmurred. I know I did hit the poppers over and over,but lost count of how much each time. And by now there was zero denying that he was fucking me. His cock was sliding in and out and he worked it deeper and deeper. Nothing had ever felt this good. Then I remembered he wasn’t wearing a condom. “Tom, what about, what about condoms?” I got out between gasps. “I don’t have any sexy. Besides it feels so good like this. Skin to skin,” was his reply. And it did feel so good. And he was going even deeper and fucking me more aggressively and the poppers... I lost it. “Don’t stop. Don’t stop. Feels so good. So good. Big fucking cock so good,” I babbled. And then he was whispering in my ear, “Your hole is so hungry I can feel it, like you are pulling me inside you. I’m almost balls deep. You know what’s gonna happen when I am buried all the way inside you? I’m gonna cum. Deep up in you. And you are gonna let me aren’t you?” I was grunting and gave no sign of discouragement, but that wasn’t enough. He continued, “ Say it. Say it’s okay for me to cum inside you. I’m not gonna let you have it if you don’t ask for it.” I didn’t even think about it. I was facing a primal need that immediately rendered my decision. “Cum in me, Tom, I want you. Give my your load inside my ass," I managed to get out as he was so close to bottoming out in me. “Oh yeah, fuck yeah, I'm so close so close to filling your hole up with cum. Take it. Take that big dick. Earn that cum load,” he whispered. With a last hit if poppers, I finally blossomed and he sank that last bit into my boy hole. It hurt in that good way that instantly made me want to feel again again. He was delivering short hard strokes with the result he was balls-deep in my ass. "Oh fuck yeah. Gonna give it to you. Gonna fucking cum. Fucking fill you up. Yeah yeah FUCK YEAH, take that fucking load. Take that fucking hot cum. Oh, fuck,” he groaned in a deep voice. “Oh god. Oh god,” was all I could get out. Over and over. In the back of my brain I realized my torso was dripping with cum - a load I had blown, but which I somehow hadn't realized when I was actually cumming. The feeling of my hole being fucked so deeply had overwhelmed my orgasm. My cock hadn’t mattered compared to the ecstasy of my asshole. “Please stay in me,” I whispered. He looked down at me and announced "You are the sexiest boy I have ever fucked. I swear your hole NEEDED dick. And cum. It needed that too didn’t it sexy boy?” A s I started to come down, the alarms went off in my head. Holy fuck, this guy came in me. And it felt like he came a lot too. I had no idea if he was safe or anything. I slowly backed off his cock, which fell out of my hole with a plop. I was losing that fuck high quickly. How could I have lost control like this? Because he was so fucking sexy, I answered myself. And those poppers. It made me feel like I had to have his dick in me. My body needed it so bad it override my brain. I started to back off him and got up on very very shaky legs to find my clothes. I was a little embarrassed now that I had acted slutty and lost control and I had even asked him to cum in me. I asked him too! Apparently Tom could sense my developing freak and reassured me, “ Hey sexy, I know that was a lot at once. I am so happy I met you though. You are so hot. And I would love to do this again and again. It can be our secret, if you want. But I hope you want more. And the look in your eyes says you do.” By now I had my shorts and shirt on. I knew I had to ask. And I was so scared as I quietly asked “Tom, are you... are you safe?” He looked at me and patted the bed to sit down next to him, asking with a slight smile "Safe? What does that mean? Was I gentle not to hurt you? If that’s what you mean, yes. Or do you mean something else?” He was gonna make me say it. "Meaning HIV," came my whispered reply. “Chris, I want you to think about what we just did. Think about how much you liked it. How badly YOU wanted it to happen. How it just got better and better. Like you always dreamed man sex could be. And I have more to show you and more to share. And you will be back. Maybe in a day. Or a week. Or two. But you are gonna come back here for more man sex with me. And it’s going to be raw like now. And you will ask me to cum in you again. You will even beg. And to answer your question, yes I am HIV positive. And yes, you took a huge load of my cum.” His gentle smile never faded. I don’t remember my reply. It was all about getting out at that moment. I am sure I said goodbye as I left as quickly as I could. I stumbled on still rubbery legs to my place, extremely aware of the wetness in my hole and asscrack. His semen was slowly leaking out of me. I shut the door behind me and locked it, made it to my room and fell on my bed. My head was spinning. HIV positive cum was inside my ass. What was I gonna do? And then his speech at the end. As if I'd ever do that again! But as my thoughts continued to unfold for every ten fearful 'Oh fucks!', there was a long thought of the knowledge I had just had sex that was so amazing I didn’t even think it was possible. But there was no way I was ever doing it again. No way.

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

I hope MR. ARISTOTLE BENSON will be cumming

Like your other stories this is had me hooked from the beginning. Those characters feel like good friends I know for a long time.

As a high use power bottom I love when guys ask me how used I am, though most know as soon as they finger my large opening. I have found the more used I am the more it turns on many tops. I am betting it is because they know they are using the DNA juice of many other males as lube for their own cock as they prepare to add their DNA to the mix for the next partners that enter me. Plus, many love the fact that a guy like me is so sex hungry that I will spread my legs and take use from that many guys. Being fuked and bred for hours at a time requires a lot of endurance for use as a bottom and seeing a guy physically capable of hours of use is a huge turn for many tops as much as being that sexual livestock of a male taking so many cocks (and hands) is a huge turn on for me.

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One time I was in a similar situation. We were rooming together in a hotel room and had relaxed down to our underwear and were playing some board game he had brought. It was very boring and I finally just up and said "I rather suck your cock than play this game" He looked at me strangely for a second, but then took off his underwear and moved over to me. we ended up in a 69 position and both got our cocks sucked.

The more ink and metal the better, fucking love it on young guys too.

Have plenty myself, back, sleeves, arms, chest. Some guys like them, others don't. The real turn-on for me is any tattoo that cannot be hidden like neck and hands. Guys who have those are usually really up for it. The first guy I ever loaded, a thin, wasted guy, just my sort, had tattooed hands. He had to tell me about them and I, just having been loaded myself, had to load him. Why? We both knew we were on the same journey; seed had to be exchanged. TheBaldMan

Just bring it up when you reminisce about the "old days". "You remember that day when you asked to give me a blow job? Did you ever give or get one (to/from a guy)?" If he says yes you can ask how it was and continue from there. Tell him you did too. If he says no say you did both and loved it. See how he responds.

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.

I've posted some studies and commented on this topic in other threads, you could prolly find them doing a search function? i'm not a doctor, i'm a critical care nurse and care for patients with heart and vascular issues all the time. Doctors see their patients for about 15 minutes, nurses are with them (well, this nurse) for 12 hours a day, so we get to see and deal with the effects of medical intervention, moment by moment over long periods. Clinically put, we're the scientists performing the actual 'experiments' (so to speak). Nurses perform many interventions prescribed by doctors, and are also licensed to do many on our own. For instance, we use the valsalva maneuver for sevreral interventions like people who have gone into atrial fibrillation or supraventricular tachycardia. It doesn't work to 'fix' most of our patients because they usually have complex issues and multiple co-morbidities contributing to their heart response. The body isn't so much isolated systems as it is separate, but interdependent systems that work in concert to play a symphony. The valsalva maneuver, when done properly, exerts strain of ~40 mm Hg. We use something like a 10ml syringe and have the patient blow into it and try to move the plunger that way... that's a lot of 'strain' btw lol. The idea is to kick in a vagal response, which is the parasympathetic response. That has the effect (among other things) of releasing acetylcholine in the heart, particularly at the SA node, which is responsible (in well people) for regulating heart rhythm. Aka the hearts "pace maker." The parasympathetic effect (among other things) slows the heart rate and dilates the blood vessels (lowering blood pressure). Poppers are nitrites. Our bodies make their own nitrites (nitric oxide, NO) and NO is secreted by the endothelium. Among other things, NO dilates blood vessels and lowers blood pressure. When you see people on TV being giving nitroglycerin because they are having a heart attack, that's similar stuff. What you are doing with combining valsalva and poppers is stimulating a natural physiological response and chemically inducing another. Parasympathetic (valsalva) response lowers the heart rate and blood pressure (BP), while nitrates (poppers) increase heart rate and lower BP. The body always works to reestablish homeostasis (balance), so it depends on which stimulating factor is greater at the time, the natural or chemical, as to which way the body goes. Additionally, you're not just performing the valsalva maneuver, you're doing the valsalva maneuver in conjunction with anal stimulation/insertion. That is an additional stimulation of the parasympathetic response. Bradycardic (below normal heart rate) stimulation from rectal manipulation causes an increase in parasympathetic activity as mediated by the vagus nerve. Any stimulation of the vagus nerve along its pathway leads to a release of acetylcholine from the nerve endings in the heart causing a parasympathetic response. What's happening with the vagal maneuver is putting internal pressure on the anal sphincter to effect a vagal response, you are combining that with an external stimulus (i.e., dildo). Too much physiology? You can do a google search on studies re your questions. As i recall, there are not many, but i was surprised that there were some. You'll likely not find studies on the trifecta that you are performing though (i.e., combining valsalva with nitrates with external anal stimulation of the vagal nerve). Part of that relaxed, spent, floaty feeling that bottoms get after being fucked is parasympathetic stimulation. That's pretty safe i'd guess, millions of cum dump examples can't be wrong. Also, getting fucked is physiologically similar to defecating, which is not typically harmful. All medications (poppers is a 'medication' of sorts) have side effects. The biggest side effect i know of with medical nitrates is tolerance. It's short acting and the body builds up tolerance fast. E.g., if we give a chest pain patient a nitro patch (worn topically), we alternate 6 hours on, 6 off. There are diminishing returns short term. Not sure about poppers. Here is some good info on poppers in general: [think before following links] https://sdtreatmentcenter.com/drug-treatment/poppers-neurotoxic/

How about the other way around, Christopher Meloni.

I'm feeling accomplished tonight. I got up at 4 this morning so I could get laid by three tops who've been beating up my pussy for two weeks now. After work I got plowed by a cute 18 year old from grindr. After that I got my ass destroyed by the same three guys I visited this morning. When I finished milking their cocks, they went to sleep. Now I'm at home, about to go to bed a very satisfied bottom.

Yes, I implemented that filter back when her name was in the news and it was amusing. I actually agree that the time for the joke has passed. If anyone wants to suggest new text for any of the filters, feel free to suggest what you think is better. The comments that referenced the devil that prompted the filter weren't just simple Satanism. They were comments by people who were clearly deeply disturbed. They were a group I didn't want on the site. The same goes for the people currently using pérv. The way they're using the term the implication is predatory sex with under age kids. They were frequently mentioning 'young', 'incest' and 'rape' along with përv and its variants. I just can't have that shit on the site. Hence the filters. Yeah, there are totally reasonable and acceptable ways to use those terms. If I could exempt senior members I would, but I can't.

TWF CHAPTER 5 I watched the ref renter the ring. He was now naked, his cock was swinging as he moving about the ring waiting for the fighters. I was actually lusting and drooling over his cock. Bet it still tasted like Scum’s partners ass and cum. “Alright Fuckers, entering the ring is the challenger” Jumping over the ropes was a hot looking guy maybe in his 20s with a little muscle on his frame. He was just wearing a jockstrap, which was bulging nicely. I was completely unaware that the man fucking me had loaded my hole with another cum load and had pulled out and was replaced by a new man, a new cock. “Now our champion! Let’s hear it for Toxic Termination” Entering the ring was a man that was so massive that all I could say to describe him is that his muscles had muscles. His thighs look as if they could have popped a watermelon between them. His crotch was packed into a skin tight pair of trunks. His cock and balls strained against the fabric obscenely. The man behind me had grabbed my hips and was pumping in and out of my hole at a steady pace. I glanced at Dan and he was getting fucked by a muscular black man who had a hairy chest. The ref had instructed the wrestlers and each went to their corners waiting for the bell to begin the match. The ref’s cock was slowly getting hard. The bell rang and the challenger quickly darted about the ring, trying to avoid the massive man. The Toxic Terminator reach out a few times and missed grabbing him, but then the man’s luck ran out and the massive hand grabbed an arm. I blood curdling scream escaped the man’s mouth and he was soon lifted into the air, begging and pleading for mercy. Without hesitation, he was dropped onto the mat and bounced twice. As he got up, the Toxic Terminator grabbed him and put him in a bear hug, lifting him off the ground and squeezing him tight. As soon as he dropped him, he had him bouncing off the ropes, each time he past he would be launched faster into the ropes, then met face first into the forearm of the muscled champion. He hit the mat hard. The Toxic Terminator’s cock was now getting hard, turned on by the pain he was inflicting on the poor challenger. His cock made his trunks tent up. The poor guy lay on the mat moaning. The Toxic Terminator climbed the ropes in the corner until on the top rope and then jump onto the challenger. The ref was now in a corner stroking his hard, dripping cock as The Toxic Terminator lay on top of the challenger. The ref dropped to the mat and started counting, his hard cock pinned to the mat. At the last moment the challenge mr kicked and got free from under the Toxic Terminator. Before the champ got up, the challenger jumped in the air and landed his elbow to the back of the Toxic Terminator, who went down face first into the mat. A loud grunt echoed the arena. The challenger moved to try to get the Toxic Terminator into a sleeper hold. A laugh suddenly filled the air as Tempe Toxic Terminator stood up with this poor man hanging off his back. Without warning the Toxic Terminator took a few quick steps backwards into the corner buckle, knocking the wind out of the challenger who released his hold I was mesmerized by the match and was still getting fucked by an unknown man, losing count of how many had bred my hole with toxic loads. The Toxic Terminator had picked up and body slammed his challenger to the mat. Gasping for air the challenger said “I surrender” The Toxic Terminator didn’t move. “You win” The Toxic Terminator stood up and straddled the man on the mat, pointing to his trunks. The man sat up and pulled down the trunks, freeing a massive beer can thick cock. “You know what this means? The Toxic Terminator asked pointing to a tattoo of a red scorpion to the right of his cock base. The challenger just nodded yes. He laid back onto the mat and lifted his legs, pinning them behind his arms. The ref moved over and dropped to his knees next to the challenger’s head, presenting his leaking hard cock at his mouth. The Toxic Terminator started circling the ring, stroking his cock and asked: “Does he deserve the gift” “Breed him, sting him, infect his hole” the crowd chanted over and over.

TWF CHAPTER 4 A scream echoed in the room, as Dr. Death rammed his hard dripping cock deep into Scum’s tight ass. Instantly, he began thrusting in and out of his hole. Reaper was standing beside him, slowly stroking his cock. “Infect that bastards hole” Scum’s partner yelled. I watched the ref walk over to Scum’s partner and turn him, then undo his black shorts allowing his cock to flop out. It was one of those uncut cocks that was narrow at the head and then got wider as it got closer to his crotch. The ref pushed him over and the spit on his hand and rubbed it on his hole. He pulled the foreskin back and slid up his ass. “Looks like the ref wants in on the poz action” the announcer said. I was bent over, resting my elbows on the wooden rail as the unknown cock thrust in and out of my hole. I was enjoying the show and the fuck. “Your hole should be down there in the ring” the unknown man fuckin me said. I just nodded. Dr. Death had pulled out, flipped Scum over and quickly moved so that his ass was over Scum’s face and his hands were holding his ankles. pulling his legs back and open as Reaper dropped to his knees as Scum’s ass. Reaper didn’t waste any time slamming his cock deep in Scum’s hole and fucking him hard. Dr. Death’s was now squatting his ass over Scum’s face, rubbing his crack up and down it. “Eat my musky ass and tongue my hole” he demanded. Scum’s partner was bent over, one hand holding a rope as the ref held his hips and fucked him raw. “If those fuckers don’t infect you, you fucking bastard, I will find someone who will” “Sounds like your partner ain’t taking your shit anymore Scum” Dr. Death yelled. My cock was dripping more and more as I watched the men tag them Scum’s hole. The crowd was loving that Scum was getting what he deserved. “Our toxic loads will burn the virus into you” Reaper said. “Viral loads are off the charts” Dr. Death added. The ref had reached up and jammed two fingers into each side of Scum’s partner’s mouth and was stretching it open as he pulled the man head band body back towards him. Dr. Death had jumped up and switched places with Reaper. Scum just held his legs in the air and waited for Dr. Death to ram back into his hole. “He looks as though he has surrounded to his fate” Dan said laughing. Reaper squatted over Scum’s mouth, until his hole was right over it. “Suck it, suck my hole, suck the fucking diseased loads out of my hole” Reaper demanded. My cock throbbed hearing the sucking noises coming from the ring over the PA. It was so fucking hot the even the cock in my hole thickened. Hearing Scum suck out the loads up Reaper’s ass, was sending the man fucking me over the edge. He grabbed my hair with both hands, holding me tight while still ramming his cock in and out of his hole. His balls were still banging against my ass. The ref was fucking Scum’s partner harder and faster. “You want me to breed your hole with my strain” he asked. “Fuck yeah” The ref fucked him harder and faster, until he slammed his cock balls deep into him and injected him with his poz load. Scum was still getting fucked by Dr. Death, who was lightly back handing Scum’s tiny dick and nut sac between his thrusts into his hole. Scum had not let up on sucking Reaper’s hole. “What do you want Scum” Dr. Death asked. Before he could answer, the crowd yelled: “He want’s your AIDS” Dr. Death grabbed Scum’s ankles and began to thrust harder and harder. Until he slammed in and stayed in. “Injecting my AIDS deep into your hole” Dr. Death yelled Reaper stood up and moved to replace Dr. Death at Scum’s hole. He flipped him over onto his stomach and laid down on him, forcing his cock into Scum’s hole and ramming in deep. Scum’s partner had pulled off the ref’s cock and was on his knees sucking it clean, moaning loudly. Dr Death walked over, pulling Scum’s partner off the ref cock and ramming his into his mouth. “Clean his mess” he demanded. Reaper had laid down on top of Scum, thrusting his ass up and down into the air as he worked his cock in and out of his hole. He had put Scum into a sleeper hold and you could see Scum’s body relaxing as he was slowly lost consciousness. Reaper didn’t let up on fucking Scum’s hole as Scum laid there motionless. The man up my hole, thrusted in and exploded inside of me, coating my inside with his toxic load, mixing it with the others that were up there. I was watching Reaper’s ass muscle clinch and release as he pumped in and out of Scum’s hole. Scum was slowly opening his ass as he woke up, you could still see the terror in his eyes as he realized he was in no position to get away for his nightmare. The man up my hole had pulled out and was quickly replaced by another, who started pumping quickly as if he was so close to getting off he was ready to release into a hole. He was jack rabbiting my hole. “Ready for your second toxic seed, Scum?” Reaper asked. Scum lay there silently as if he was contemplating whether to fight or give in. Reaper was now thrusting hard and fast, causing Scum to grunt over and over. I was hypnotized by Reaper’s muscular ass, that i didn’t realize that the man in my own hole had slammed in hard, emptied his balls and had pulled out, only to be replaced by another cock. Reaper had moved so that his hands were on Scum’s shoulder blades, pushing him into the mat and positioning his body in the air, all the while thrusting his cock in and out of Scum’s hole. The ref and Scum’s partner, along with Dr. Death had left the ring and was watching from the outside. Scum’s grunts echoed the room. “Take death’s disease you mother fucking piece of shit” Reaper screamed spitting everywhere as he did. Reaper’s as clinched tight as he slammed into Scum’s ass. I could see in my mind’s eye the toxic load shooting out of his piss slit and deep into Scum’s ass. Reaper’s grunts and moans of pleasure filled the room, even as the crowd cheered. The man in me was steadily fucking my hole. I was really unaware of anything going on to me or around me. I was focused on Reaper’s ass. I didn’t care who fucked me or what Dan was doing. Reaper pulled out of Scum’s ass and grabbed him by the ankles. It was then I saw Scum’s face and he had tears streaming down his check. I don’t think he was sobbing because of what just happened to him, I think he was sobbing because now he had to face the consequences from his own partner and what he did. Reaper went through the rope and pulled Scum out of the ring. Grabbing him by the back of his neck and and the others left the arena. “The sexual tension is high tonight” the announcer said, “We have a new match to announce”

Chapter Two The ref slide out under the the bottom rope as the Executioner stood up. The twink was motionless in the mat. “Breed his hole” the crowd started the chant The Executioner grabbed the twin’s posing trunks off him with one yank. The material shredded and hung between the thick fingers of his hand. He brought the fabric to his nose and sniffed deep, then launched it in the air towards the crowd, as the chant got louder and louder. I looked over at Dan who was huffing the brown bottle. I slowly moved my gaze down his side. His ass was pushed out further as the man behind him slid his cock deep in him then back out. Both of them were watching the ring as if their fucking was automatic. “Your friend has giving in. Why don’t you” the man behind me said. I watched the ring frozen in my spot. The Executioner pulled the waist band of his jock and ripped it off himself. His massive cock jumped out and was growing. It was huge. I watched it grow to at least ten inches and as thick as fuck. His balls were just as huge, hanging low as the swung freely. A massive thud echoed in the room, louder than the chant as the Executioner dropped to his knees. Grabbing the twink’s ankles he spread the legs wide. His hand went high and slapped the white ass check of the twink, making him cry out. “Want you awake for this” growler the Executioner as he slapped the twink’s ass over and over. Fuck they had mic over the ring and it was broadcasting everything to the crowd of men. The Executioner’s hand rubbed the ass, slipping his finger tips into his ass. I watched his hand ride and flip the bird to the crown then the middle finger was rammed into the hole of the twink. A mixture of a scream and moan of pleasure escaped from the twink’s mouth as a huge drop of pre-cum dripped out of the massive cock between the Executioner’s legs. I could feel a cock head slowly moving up and down my crack as I focused on what was happening in the ring. I reached over to Dan’s hand for the brown bottle. Dan pulled me over so our heads were almost touching, then whispered in my ear: “Give in” I inhaled twice in both nostrils and held it in until I felt my lungs burning, and then slowly released. A felt a wet finger push against my hole. “That’s it buddy, open up and let me change your whole world” the man said from behind me. The Executioner had the base of his cock in his hand, squeezing it causing the head to go purple. The cock behind me was now against my hole, holding there. In the ring the Executioner lined up his cock with the twink’s hole. At the same time, the Executioner and the man behind me slammed their cocks into each of the holes. The crowd of men went wild as the Executioner started pumping his massive cock in and out of the moaning twink. His moans echoed the room as well as the smacking of flesh. My hole relaxed, allowing the unknown man to drive deep into me. My eyes were glued on the ring as I bit my lower lip. The Executioner pulled the twink up and hooked his arms under his ass and stood straight up, impaling the twink. He circled the ring as the twink bounced like a rag doll up and down on his cock. Drool was running down his chin mixing with the blood form his nose, running down onto his chest. As he turned, I could see how stretched his hole was around the massive cock. I reached down and freed my cock and balls from my jock’s pouch. The twink was being bounced up and down the length of the cock up his ass, as the Executioner’s balls bounced. “What do you want” growled the Executioner “I want your death” the twink moaned “As if you have a choice” The Executioner moved towards a corner and pinned the twink there. Grabbing his hips as his thrusts became harder and faster. The man behind me grabbed my hips and did the same. I could see the Executioner’s balls swinging as he thrusted his cock in and out of the twink’s hole. The twink’s eyes were rolled up back into his head from the pleasure of the massive cock deep in his hole. The crowd was going wild and started to chant “Breed him” over and over” With the mixture of blood, sweat, drool and some tears, he struggled to hold himself up as the Executioner moved his hands to his own nipples, pinching them and pulling them away from his body. The twink tried to use one hand to hold on and one to play with is small cock, that was bouncing with each thrust. The Executioner slap the twink’s ass and growl: “You are nothing but a loser hole and losers don’t get to play with their cocks” I felt the cock in my own hole thicken and get very hard as it thrusted in and out of my hole. He was pulling his cock out until the head was just inside my hole, then rammed it back in, causing my cock to bounce up against my abs. “Going to coat your insides with my toxic sludge” I kept my eyes on the Executioner as both he and the man tucking me quickened their thrusts. A deep growl could be heard coming from the ring. “He’s gonna infect him soon” Dan said to me “Just like I am going to infect you” the man said from behind me. Dan smiler evilly! The growl got louder and deeper as the Executioner rammed balled deep and then howled lifting his face up to the sky. The twink managed to smile showing his blood covered teeth as he was bred deep by the massive man behind him. Grabbing my hair the man behind me rammed in deep, as his cock jumped inside as his piss slit opened and emptied his balls. The Executioner picked the twink up, still impaled on his cock and carried him out of the ring and out of the room. The man behind me slowly pulled his cock out of my hole as I squeezed tightly around it. As soon as he was out he disappeared in to the crowd. “Welcome to the New World” Dan said I smiled “The deed is done, feel your body absorb the virus”

Beat you! I have 7!

Part 2 After that night of the homecoming, Mark and I had become really good buds. I'd see him often at his brother Ray's house, which I regularly visited. Mark and I would sneak off here and there and have some fun giving each other bro-jobs. He started dating this really cute girl, who was a few inches shorter than he was and had a massive rack on her. Her tits were firm and perky, and he'd tell me how they fucked all the time and all the details. It turned me on every time he'd talk about it, and he knew it. He loved getting me hard without touching me, particularly when other people were around. He'd laugh to himself every time he knew he got me to bone up. One night, Mark, Ray, Ray's girlfriend, and I were all at Ray's house drinking and having a good time on that same sectional where Mark and I first experienced each other's mouths. Mark's girlfriend was out of town so we were getting a little drunk, and Ray pulled out a joint. I can't smoke the stuff, but I don't mind if other people enjoy it. I kept drinking, while everyone else got high. They didn't over-do it or anything, they all shared half a joint, and had a light buzz going on. Mark and I could tell Ray's girlfriend was enjoying the high as she began to get more frisky with Ray in front of us. She would playfully rub her tits against Ray and say she wanted him to cum on them. She grabbed Ray's cock through his shorts and he was blatantly erect. Mark and I just looked at each other and laughed. Finally Ray couldn't handle it any more and yelled at his girlfriend,"Alright! If you're so horny, we're going upstairs and I'm gonna fuck the shit out of you." She simply got up, took her shirt off and threw it at Ray and walked up the steps. Ray looked at Mark and I with big eyes and said,"well, I guess I'll see you boys in the morning then." We all laughed as he followed her up to the bedroom. Mark and I were watching tv and having some beers when we heard Ray's girlfriend moaning. Mark laughed and said,"you know who moans like that?" Of course I knew he was talking about his girlfriend, I had heard enough stories by now and I knew what he was he trying to do to me. He was trying to get me hard, so I said,"yeah I know who moans like that, you do, when I stick this fat cock up your ass." His smile faded and I thought to myself I'd crossed a line, but he took a big swig of his beer and said in a very shaky voice,"we can find out." Now MY smile was erased, and yup, you guessed it, I got hard as steel in seconds. He looked down at my crotch and laughed,"I knew that would do it." I quickly quipped,"Don't tease me, unless you're gonna please me." He got up from the couch, walked over to where I was seated, leaned down and whispered in my ear,"I know where Ray's roomie keeps his condoms and lube, you're gonna fuck me tonight." I didn't know if he was just high and trying to one-up me or what, so I played right along, and pulled my face back from his ear, grabbed his face with my hands and pushed my tongue into his mouth. If he was trying to shock me, I wasn't going to be outdone. He didn't resist, in fact, he sat down on my legs and started kissing me back. His mouth tasted like beer and weed, but gosh damn, I loved it. He was wearing basketball shorts and I could easily see he was hard as we made out for the first time. I began to run my hands up the back of his shirt against his skin, pulling him closer to me. I slide one hand down and grabbed his bubble butt, it was so muscular and firm, that I moaned into his mouth, he reached back, grabbed my hand and put it down the back of his shorts. While we kissed and tongued each other I slide my hand down his smooth crack and found his hole. I began to massage it firmly with two fingers. He was smooth, but also slightly...wet? I broke our kiss off and said,"you're wet, you've had something in your ass today when you jerked off just like you used to." Mark replied,"remember the pic I sent you homecoming night of the little red bull can in my hole?" Hell yes I remembered that picture. I jerked off to it all the time. "Well tonight, I used the bigger can, so I could be ready for you," Mark said while he looked directly in my eyes. Okay. So Mark wasn't playing any games with me. He legit wanted me to fuck him tonight. And I was 1000% into it! "Go get those condoms and lube now," I told him. He got up and went to the bedroom. He came out of the bedroom and was looking around like he'd lost something, then went to the kitchen and came back with olive oil and a condom, I looked at the olive oil and he just shrugged and said,"can't find the lube, we gotta make this work. Get naked and lay back, I'm gonna sit on it so you don't tear me a new one." I shucked my clothes and laid back just like he asked as he pulled off his clothes, took the condom out and started rolling it onto my erection. I have a pretty thick cock, so the condom wasn't going down very well. Mark put some oil on my dick and the condom started to slide down it now. It was so tight it almost hurt, but I didn't care, I desperately wanted inside Mark's ass. I guess I always have wanted to be in his ass to be honest. He got on top of me, I started rubbing his legs on both sides of me as he oiled up my condom covered cock and began to sit on it. I knew he already had a big can up his ass earlier today, but fuck was he tight! He would sit down on it just a little bit then come off of it, then back down again, until a few inches were going in and out of his hole. Everything was going pretty well, he came off my cock again, and added more olive oil. This time when he sat down on my cock he put about half of me inside his hole then we seemed to have hit a barrier. My dick was stuck halfway up his tight hole. I could tell he knew we had a problem too. I didn't want this to ruin the moment so I pulled his face toward mine and started to kiss him again. I told him how tight and good he felt, and how I've been wanting this for a long time. He began to relax and get into making out, he adjusted his position so he could kiss my neck, and that's when it happened, his hole gave in, and in one moment I was balls deep inside him. He grunted hard and gave a deep moan against my neck and said,"Fuuuuuuuuucckkkk dude." We stayed like that for a bit, he was breathing into my neck and my cock was literally throbbing inside of him. He started to rock up and down on me now, fucking himself on my cock. He leaned up and sat all the way down on my cock again, this time when he bottomed out I guess my cock head found his prostate because precum poured out of his foreskin. Mark moaned again and the look of pleasure (and maybe some pain) was all over his face. He started riding me faster and breathing hard when all of a sudden I felt it...the condom snapped. I wasn't surprised that it happened because I'm very thick and it was extremely tight on me and Mark used oil as lube which I knew from sex ed degrades latex. What DID surprise me was the fact that Mark felt the condom break too and we froze, locking eyes. "You're all the way in me...bareback now. You're like REALLY inside me." Mark stated I didn't know what to say, I just shook my head "yes" with this dumbfounded look on my face and my mouth hanging open. Mark breathed out,"god it feels so fuckin good, you're huge and you're entirely inside me...raw." He started to ride me again, so I just went with it. I was grabbing his legs and rubbing his body all over, I'd pull him down and into a kiss every half a minute. His cock was still drooling precum when he sat on me fully. We were both getting into this, a lot, when he reached back and grabbed the base of my dick and started to slowly come up off of it. When my head pulled out of his hole it even made a "pop." He pulled what remained of the condom off my cock and said,"follow me." I didn't hesitate, I immediately got up and followed him into the kitchen where he tossed the condom pieces into the trash then bent over the kitchen table. I came up behind him and looked down at his big muscular ass, saw his tight wet hole and pushed the whole thing up his ass. He let out a big breath,"yesss, fuck my hole." "You want this dick, Mark?" I retorted as I began pounding his ass. My thighs were slapping against his firm ass cheeks as I plowed into him faster and faster. I couldn't handle seeing my cock pistoning in and out of his hole much longer. It felt incredible and I was getting close. I struggled to get the words out,"I'm gonna fucking blow man." Mark was jerking his cock feverishly under the table and moaned out,"fucking don't pull out, just let me finish, cum in me if you have to, but don't stop fucking me!" That was it. That did it. I started blowing a huge load up his ass, and did just as he said, I. KEPT. FUCKING. HIM. As I shot my load up his ass and kept fucking him as fast as I could his whole body tensed up and he was breathing out,"oh god I can feel your cum. fuck. oh shit. oh god. ohhhhhhhhhh!" as he blew his load onto the kitchen floor. I was still fucking him, and to my surprise when I heard him say those words and he started blowing his own load, I began blowing ANOTHER load up his ass,"Mark, I, I, I'm cumming again, oh fuck dude, I'm cumming in you again, ahhhhhhhhhhh." We were both covered in sweat and coming off our orgasm high. We were trying to catch our breath as I slowly pulled out of his ass. He stood up and we just looked at each other like, well, like we just had the best fuck of our lives. Oddly enough, that's when we heard what could only be Ray's girlfriend, having a very loud orgasm upstairs. That snapped us out of our blissful fuck haze and we realized that we were naked in the kitchen, with our clothes in the living room, our bodies covered in sweat with his cum on the floor and my cum leaking down his leg. Mark and I gave each other "oh shit" looks of panic and started cleaning up our mess. We went into the living room and grabbed our clothes, I said,"go to the bathroom and try to push out my cum and get dressed, I'll put something on tv." Mark had just walked out of the bathroom before we heard Ray coming down the stairs. Mark sat down on the sectional on the other side across from me and Ray just laughed and said,"damn, I fucked her so good it smells like sex down here too." Mark and I laughed too. Ray grabbed us all beers and sat in between us on the sectional and started watching the football game. Mark had pulled up his legs onto the couch while he drank his beer, I looked over at him, and he winked at me, slide his hand down to his shorts and pulled them up enough for me to see his wet hole with my cum still around it. He just did it for a second, but it got me hard anyway, and he just chuckled into his beer can as I grabbed a pillow to cover up my boner.

PART 8 I caught my breath and leaned up to a sitting position, as he climbed off me. The panic was setting in, but it wasn’t quite as bad. I had known. And I had done it anyways. I think it was guilt more than panic maybe. This guy had HIV! And now twice somehow I had given in and risked my life for his cock. That realization hit me like a freight train. Rising slowly on somewhat shaky legs, I quietly dressed, although even then I couldn’t help but staring at Tom. I had to admit, he was like my perfect idea of a man. Just looking at him flustered me. And factor into the equation his huge cock. His truly magnificent cut cock that got so hard and leaked so much precum. With all that precum, I knew he must shoot a lot of cum. That thought had both frightened me and made me cum many times in the last week. God, he was just so hot. Looking at him, no wonder I felt so powerless to stop doing what we had done now twice. And he liked me. He had even said I had the best hole ever. I wanted to be his best hole, this sexy older guy who was all but old enough to be my Dad. Tom hadn’t spoken and stood there with a bemused smile, as I stared at him. Finally he broke the silence, commenting "I'm flattered you can’t stop staring at me, Chris. I like it a lot. Just as I like you a lot.” My reply "I really like you too," was spontaneous. I was going deeper into my guilt and shame mode and trying to leave, but his naked body kept pulling me back into lust territory. The back and forth was hard to take, to be honest. Feeling guilty for wanting something you like so much. Because I wanted him. I wanted him so bad. “Tomorrow is Saturday. I think my sexy boy should go get a good night's sleep and come back tomorrow morning. Tonight I just had to have you right away, but tomorrow we could take our time. I have things to show you still, Chris. Things that will make you feel so good. Come over at around 11:00 A.M., okay?” I don’t know if he saw it right away or my silence was his tip or the look on my face, but I was so torn. The idea of saying yes seemed crazy. The idea of saying no left me wondering if I even could. He came closer and began to whisper, “I can see my sexy boy is worried. I hate to see you worry about doing what you were meant to do. Just doing what feels right for YOU. When I am inside you and it’s just my skin against yours, it feels so special. And when I cum....” He didn’t finish, he didn’t have to. We both knew what his cum meant, what me taking it represented. The bond of taking him like that, it was powerful. I was so wrapped up in a million swirling thoughts that when my lips moved, it took me a second to catch up. “I’ll... I’ll be here in the morning,” I said quietly. He smiled and walked me out of our playroom as he called it, and down the stairs to the door. Just before I grabbed the knob of the front door, he spun me around and kissed me deeply. “My sexy little boy. My super sexy little bottom boy. I’m going to show you so many things. I want to be your teacher so badly.” Oh my god. I was hard again. The kiss, his words, the passion he felt towards having sex with me. I wanted to be his student. I knew it was wrong, that I should be running. But what we had done already was the best feeling I had ever had, and left me feeling both the sexiest the most hungry for cock I had ever felt. He inspired such a need. And there he was, so good at making me just want him. “I can’t wait to see you tomorrow,” I blurted. His smile grew. “Get some sleep. I want you ready to go tomorrow. I can’t wait to taste that’s boy hole again,” he whispered as I walked out the door. “Thanks,” I said. He looked at me and cocked his head, “For what, sexy?” he asked. “For... for fucking me like that again. It feels so good without a condom. I just never knew it could feel so good.” “Oh Chris, we haven’t even begun. And I love you love it so much. And you are definitely getting more in just a few hours aren’t you?” he said in a low voice. Again, the most enthusiastic nodding of my life. What the hell was i doing, I thought as I walked back to my apartment. I knew I could sneak in without having to talk to my mom, which was good since I had had rock hard boner since my little door talk with Tom. And besides, a million thoughts were swirling in my brain, most of them were of guilt. And some were of the variety 'What the hell are you doing?'. The word HIV floated around and around. I was scared and guilty and confused. And horny. As I stripped off and got in my bed, I had no desire to wash away the sex. My finger went to my hole and rubbed and fingered my cummy, used hole. As I stroked myself, the only thought that mattered was the idea of Tom's cock pulsing and throbbing as it shot rope after rope of sperm into my guts. As my mind envisioned Tom blowing his load in my ass I shot a load all over myself. I drifted off to sleep a cummy, confused mess, but knowing also that I wasn’t chickening out. I was going back in the morning.

PART 7 My lips wasted no time latching onto his cock head, trying to pull more and more of his rod into my mouth. As I worshiped his shaft with my mouth and tongue, he spoke to me, saying “Yeah baby, it’s all yours. Just like that. Give in, sexy. We both know you need my cock.” His advice was driving me crazy, especially as he segued to saying “Feel how hard you have me? We both know why you want me so hard, don’t we? 'Cause your little hole needs my cock, doesn't it?” I found my gaze fixed on his eyes, even as my mouth was stuffed with dick and, if truth be told, my eyes were watering as a consequence of being choked by his cock. However, he wasn't disconcerted, but rather smiled and nodded in approval, stroking the side of my face as I continued to suck his dick like life itself depended on it. And on he whispered, “God that feels so good. My sexy little cocksucker, such an eager boy. So hungry for a man’s cock. But I know what Chris is really hungry for. And I don’t think he can hold much longer. Is my sexy boy ready to get fucked?” I finally released his cock from my mouth, only to gasp, “ Yes , yes.” With that admission he pulled me up, positioned me on my back, my ass aligned with the edge of the bed. Without being asked, I pulled my knees up, exposing my young inexperienced hole. Was I thinking about HIV? Yeah I was. But I was doing it anyway. For Tom, it was worth the risk. At least, my cock drunk mind was able to say that at the moment, as I was writhing and grunting as he was lubing my hole and sliding his finger into me. And now out came his mysterious brown bottle. “Four deep hits in each side, sex. Do it,” he ordered. I complied, remembering what this stuff had done to me when I last used it. And, a few seconds later I found myself pushing my hole out and thrusting my hips backwards, trying desperately to snare Tom's huge cock - so close and yet not close enough. I needed it. “Please!,” I was able to get out in a gasp. “Four more, each side,” he ordered again, even though I was flying still. Still I complied with Tom's order with the result I lost all control and now begged “Please, please put it in me. Please Tom fuck me!” “What about my cum sexy? You want me to fuck you 'til I cum in you?" Tom whispered in the sexiest voice I had ever heard. And I was flying. And I did. I adamantly wanted, no, needed his cum. And I wanted to make him happy. “Fucking cum in me, fill me up,” I moaned. With that Tom slowly slid into me, the poppers helping me in taking his huge cock, my ring popping open as I accommodated Tom’s raw cock. “This is the best hole, baby. Fuck, your hole is gripping my cock and pulling me into you. Feels so good,” he moaned. As he worked in and out, I could feel him working deeper to open-up my hole up. He leaned down to kiss me and I eagerly returned the kiss, my arms wrapped around him, pulling him even closer. “Feels so good, feels so good. Big fucking cock, so good,” I was babbling, completely lost now in the fuck. “Getting close. Gonna cum. You know I ain’t wearing a rubber. Ready for this load? Want that cum up in you?” he whispered. At that moment, nothing else mattered by his cock and my hole. It felt so good. Tom was fucking me deep and hard. “Cum in me, cum in me, cum in me,” was all I could say over and over. Tom’s strokes became erratic and then he almost shouted, “Take that fucking load boy. Feel that cum fill you up.” I held him in my embrace ever tighter, my mind solely focused on the thought my hole had pleasured Tom so much he was made to cum. This time, it took a few more seconds for the guilt to rush back. And he was still in me. And it felt so good. But it was so wrong. But why wasn’t I pushing him off? And then I realized I had cum. Again, it had happened. My focus was so on the pleasure of my hole, my cock hadn’t mattered. As the seconds passed and his cock softened and flopped out of my hole, I was back and forth, loving the moment and feeling so bad for loving it. Tom had HIV and now he had fucked me twice. This guy was so hot that I no longer cared if I contracted HIV. What was I gonna do?

Whoa what a rip that would be! Dude letting you breed his hole and then gets nervous for the cream-pie delivery!? Maybe hops up like a nervous nelly and flushes himself 'JUST TO BE SAFE'? Hey, I don't want to be SAFE anymore! I want the thrill of danger and promiscuity! Good thing I have never encountered that craziness of half-ass raw-riding! As a matter of fact, I when I bottom I EXPECT CUM in me! I let the random bro know I crave his cum as much as his vulgar cock stretching my hole open, banging balls-deep and selfishly rutting away, without protection, willfully without a rubber, no saddle, no regrets, no inhibitions, no fear or second thoughts! BAREBACK is BAREBACK, RAW SPORTS, contact sports with inevitable exchange of bodily fluids, spit and semen, skin-on-skin, precum leaking copiously (doesn't scare me like it seems to scare the naive ones) I will tell the stranger, the trick, the dirty talker promising me his POZ LOAD, "HELL YEAH!" and I that I pledge I will keep his cum and proudly retain it to full absorption... to prove the point put on my denims right after the insemination and strut off to the bars with him! Maybe challenge him to let his bros finger my hole and allow him slutty bragging rights. Or suggest the dude with the growing crotch and the dilated pupils go 'have at it' or let the next buck use the wetness as the only lube accepted in bareback sports and trophy-fucking! I want his DNA, his slutty legacy, his whole promiscuous legacy... I'm a late convert to 'total barebacking' so I thought all those angles through and they tingle me with excitement!

Walked into the bookstore last night and looked at some dvd's in the gay section. A guy came up close to me and reached out go grab my ass, "I've fucked you before. I've got a big load for your hole" he said. I had no clue who he was, I get fucked anon all the time, so I reached out to grope his crotch and felt his dick get hard real fast. "That thing needs to be in my ass" I said and we started making our way to the video rooms. One of the clerks saw us and groped himself and I told him quietly that he needed to put that thing in my ass. I picked the first empty room and, leaving the door wide open, immediately started stripping naked. The clerk felt my ass and then slid into my already cum filled ass and started immediately pounding me. I noticed he didn't bother closing the door so I just let out a moan as he sunk into me and then stayed verbal as he fucked me. By the time he was finished the other guy had his cock out and took his place in my ass. There were already 3 other guys watching so I pulled one over and started sucking his cock. Four hours later I left, covered in cum and smelling of sex. I just put on my underwear and walked out to the car while cum was dripping out of my ass and making a big wet stain. I want more cock!!

I got a couple of warning point a few years ago and not sure how I got them as I just answered some ones post. I don't find this a easy site to navigate

I can think of so many different scenes from both A and B endings to this. This could go a hundred different directions from these.

Would love too to read this story following ending A on more chapters

PART 6 As Grant’s dick slowly churned the poz cum inside Conrad’s fuckhole, my bro just kept grinning—a less angelic grin than before, almost a little evil—and his eyes radiated the dark intensity of a truly trashed-up chempig. “I’m so proud of you, bro,” I said to him, and he looked at me with that same grin. “This is fuckin’ amazing, bro,” he replied. “Ever since you put that needle in my arm, all I can think is dick. Dick. I need dick. I love dick. Fuck, dude! DICK.” That made everybody laugh. “I’m glad to hear that, boy. Slamming should do that to a bottompig like you.” Conrad growled hungrily, then turned to Grant. “Fuck, Daddy—that felt so good. Your cock, your cum. You fed me exactly what I needed, exactly where I needed it. Poz cum in my raw hole.” Right around that moment—as Grant and Conrad continued their Daddy-bro bonding with filthy pigtalk punctuated by the occasional deep kiss—my phone buzzed. It was a text from Rick, my buddy at the front desk of the bathhouse. If you’re up for another conquest tonight, he wrote, I’ve got a candidate for you. Hot little self-righteous condom-Nazi with a gorgeous furry butt. I replied right away, telling him that Recruit #1 was already a trashy slampig, so I had time to bring another boy to the dark side. Rick texted right back: Fuck yeah! You’ll find him sitting on the edge of the Jacuzzi. I want to see his pupils get bigger than fuckin quarters. And then I want to destroy his slammed-up hole. (This is why I love playing with Rick: for him, innocence is only acceptable if it’s up for immediate destruction.) I didn’t want to miss this boy at the Jacuzzi, so I grabbed Jason—Grant’s furry pigboy—and asked him to give me a hand. Then I pulled Conrad down from the sling and said it was time to rinse off. I assured Daddy Grant that his boys would return soon, then ushered Conrad and Jason out the door with their towels draped over their shoulders. As the three of us walked past a steady stream of half-naked men—many of them leering at us, some reaching out to brush their hands against Conrad’s boyish skin—I explained how the two of them could help me nail my newest victim. When we arrived at our destination, the three of us parted ways: I went to the Jacuzzi, and Jason and Conrad went into the group shower. (At this particular bathhouse, anyone sitting in the Jacuzzi can ogle the dudes in the shower—the two areas are only a few feet apart.) As for Rick’s boy, I caught sight of him immediately. He was maybe in his mid-20s, short and compact, with a perfect dusting of fur across his muscular little chest. A little bit of scruff. Rugby players’ legs. A nice piece of uncut meat between his legs. And that face—the kind of angelic face that demands to be stuffed full of cock. As I slowly walked down the hot tub stairs and submerged myself in the water, I made sure that my cock stayed above the surface long enough for my new target to see it. He saw it, alright—and then he couldn’t stop staring. I stared back. And as I sat down on the ledge across from him, I cocked my head to indicate he should sit with me. He didn’t hesitate for a second. As he walked my way, I got a clearer look at his ridiculously defined six-pack, not to mention his rapidly-growing cock. Best of all, when he spun around to sit down on the ledge next to me, I got a quick peek at his ass. Rick wasn’t kidding—this boy had the kind of butt that gangfucks were made for. We started with a little small talk. His name was Dylan. He was a grad student, and he’d been in the area for about six months. But just as I began to turn the conversation in a more filthy direction, everyone in the Jacuzzi started pointing to the showers—and once we looked, we couldn’t stop staring, because Jason and Conrad were putting on quite a show. This was all part of my plan, of course. I’d instructed Jason and Conrad to walk into the shower area as if they didn’t know each other. I’d told them to choose adjacent showers. I directed Conrad to begin soaping up his hot young jockbutt, and I told Jason to respond by jacking his stiffening cock. By the time Dylan and I started watching, Jason was already fingering Conrad’s hole and asking him to squeeze out a little cum from his last breeding. We watched as a thick stream of white jizz came streaming out of Conrad’s butt, which earned an audible grunt of appreciation from the cumpigs in the hot tub. By the time Jason pushed Conrad against the railing of the Jacuzzi and started pounding him raw, I was rubbing my finger across the surface of Dylan’s tight little furry fuckhole, earning a little moan in the process. His cock was rock-hard as he openly gaped at the bareback fuckshow in front of us. “Pretty hot, huh?” I said, continuing to run my finger across the entrance to his hole. “Fuck yeah—it’s definitely hot. But not for me, man—I play safe, you know?” “Oh, that’s cool—so do I.” He turned to me and gave me an appreciative smile. Then I leaned over and whispered in his ear: “And I have rubbers in my room. So when can I fuck you?” He didn’t answer, but simply stood up and walked to get his towel, the muscles in his butt flexing with every step. He glanced back and gestured for me to join. Following close behind, I watched him clamber out of the Jacuzzi, his leg swinging up to the edge as he climbed out the side of the pool—a maneuver that briefly exposed his fuckhole. One way or another, I said to myself, consensual or not, this boy’s butt is taking my raw dick tonight. Just then, the fuck between Jason and Conrad was reaching its noisy climax. Jason was asking my lil’ bro all sorts of questions: do you like being a fuckin’ bareback slut at the bathhouse? Do you like giving up your wrecked pighole to total strangers? Are you gonna take loads in your slopped-up hole all fucking night? Conrad didn't answer, exactly, beyond a half-coherent litany of nasty pigspeak, his slammed-up brain unable to perform basic processes while that big raw dick was pounding his hole. He just kept saying things like fuck, fuck, fuck, breed it fucker, fuckin’ A, fuckin’ use this hole, use my hungry cunt. Knock it up. Please, please knock it up. Fuck! Goddammit, you hot pig motherfucker… Then I heard Jason start to breathe heavily as his dick slapped faster and faster against that cum-flooded hole. Then came a few more questions: You want my fuckin’ load in your slopped-up hole, huh? You hungry for my cum? You wanna get fuckin’ pregnant, dude? Yes, shouted Conrad, nearly delirious with hunger. Fuckin’ yes. Fuckin’ breed me. Please. Please, please breed me. I’m so fuckin’ hungry for that seed. Ohmigod—ohmigod—I feel it—I feel it—fuck yeah! Gimme your load, dude. Thank you. Oh, fuck! Thank you. Thank you. Ohmigod—FUCKER! Everyone in the hot tub could see Jason’s whole body shake as he unleashed his poz cum inside my lil’ bro, Conrad grinning like a little kid as he milked that dick clean with his hungry jockbutt. When Dylan and I turned to leave, I caught a quick glimpse of Jason’s softening cock, coated with fresh seed, pulling out of Conrad’s hole, only to be replaced right away by some random dude’s veiny, precum-dripping Daddy dick. My lil’ bro let out a guttural moan of approval as the new cock invaded his ass—and the whole time I just kept brushing my fingers against Dylan’s twitching, furry muscle hole. First, we took a brief detour to the front desk. I told Dylan that I needed an extra towel, but I actually needed to give Rick a signal that a new corruption project was underway. As I picked up the towel, I gave Rick a little wink, and he replied by mouthing the word “Oink.” As Dylan and I walked away, I looked back at the front desk and held up both hands, mouthing “10 minutes.” Rick answered with a thumbs-up while flashing an evil-pig grin. Back in the room, Dylan climbed up on the bed, got on all fours, and immediately began sucking my dick. Bobbing up and down on my poz shaft, he instinctively arched his back and aimed his hole at the ceiling. I fixed my sights on that quivering cunt, imagining just how incredible this negboy’s fuckhole would feel against the skin of my poz cock. I leaned down to kiss Dylan. It was important to make a good connection with this kid, to gain his trust. I’ve found that a good makeout session can help establish that kind of instant connection, especially if the boy is affectionate and eager for someone to take care of him. That was Dylan, all right—I could tell he was a sweet one. I wreck boys like him all the time: nice kids who somehow fall under the spell of a guy like me, a guy who lives to see virgin boyhole oozing thick white sperm, preferably streaked with ribbons of pink and red. Cum and blood: the keys to initiation and brotherhood. Dylan kissed me hungrily while I kept toying with his fuckhole. “Just curious, boy,” I whispered in his ear. “Do you like to get tied up?” “Fuck yeah,” he said. “Just as long as you don’t make the knots too tight. I kinda just want the illusion that I’m tied up, you know? I need to be able to escape if necessary.” “Oh, of course,” I replied, reaching into my bag to grab a handful of rope. I looped a few coils around his wrists, then made a loose knot on the bedposts so that he wouldn’t feel trapped. “That OK, boy?” He nodded with a big grin. I leaned down to kiss him again, and his body trembled with hunger and excitement. “I can’t wait to feel my cock slide inside you, Dylan. You’re such a sexy little fucker.” He responded with a happy murmur as I reached into my bag. OK, that’s enough affection for now, I thought to myself. It’s time for things to take a nasty turn. First, I grabbed a piece of piss-stained fabric and shoved it in his mouth. Then I reached up to the knots on the bedposts, and with a simple tug I tightened them so that Dylan couldn’t move his arms. His eyes grew wide, and he attempted to use his legs as leverage, but it was no use—I’d already pinned his thighs with my knees. “Sorry, kid,” I said. “When I tie a boy up, he’s fuckin’ pinned until I say otherwise. For real. No escaping, understand? Tonight you’re mine.” As Dylan attempted to scream through the fabric, I heard a knock at the door, followed by a key entering the doorknob. I looked back to see Rick come in with our buddy Santiago, another staff member. (Santiago, you see, is the kind of ruthless Latino top who just isn’t happy until he sees blood on his dick.) “Excuse me, guys, but we heard sounds of a struggle in here,” Rick said to me, doing his best to sound genuinely concerned. “We just wanted to make sure everything’s alright.” Dylan tried screaming again, but I muffled him even more by placing my hand over his mouth. “Everything's fine," I assured him. "I do have one small problem, though: I need some help getting this boy under control. See those ropes on the bedside table?” Rick nodded and grabbed the ropes. Dylan, meanwhile, was trembling with fear—and that’s a major turn-on for me. When I see a boy get scared because he’s no longer in control, my cock twitches and I start drooling precum. I mean, look: there’s nothing hotter to me than watching a boy break. I love breaking ‘em down until they finally surrender and start begging for the raw dick they’ve always wanted. As Dylan kept trembling and whimpering, Rick and Santiago each grabbed a leg, bent him in half to expose his fuckhole, then secured his ankles to the bedposts. He struggled from time to time, and his head kept shaking back and forth in silent protest. But these protests were feeble—he knew he was fucked. I turned to Rick. “In the nightstand, you’ll find a needleless syringe. It’s all ready to go. A nice big fat dose.” He handed it over to me, and I inserted the plastic tip into Dylan’s hole as he gave me a pained, pleading look. “Don’t worry, boy. This is just some very, very special lube.” Then I pushed the plunger in, releasing the drugs into his fuckhole and bringing Dylan one step closer to the world of chemsex. With the chems quickly finding their way into Dylan’s system, I reached into my bag to grab one of my specially prepared condoms. (The preparation is pretty simple: I slice off the reservoir at the tip, so it only takes a few deep thrusts before my mushroom head bursts through the weak end of the rubber.) I held up the condom for Dylan to see, and relief flashed across his face. We were being safe after all! Then I rolled it onto my dick—making sure my boy didn’t catch sight of the hole at the tip—before pouring some lube on my shaft. Finally, with a slow thrust, I began sinking my poz dick and its useless rubber into this helpless negboy fuckhole. His cunt was warm and hungry from that giant booty bump, and I had no problem going balls-deep on the first push. I pulled back a few inches, then buried my dick all the way once more—at which point I felt my cockhead burst through the rubber, and my precum-covered cock got its first exposure to the warmth and wetness of Dylan’s unprotected fuckhole. A moment later, I pulled back out. The broken rubber now covered about two-thirds of my cock, and a string of precum connected the tip of my dick to the warm hunger of Dylan’s hole. “Sorry, dude,” I said to him, “Looks like the condom broke.” Fear entered his eyes again, and he tried to say something through the fabric stuffed in his mouth. “Dylan, I can’t hear what you’re saying. Don’t worry, though—I’ll ask somebody else. Hey, Rick? Look at this rubber. What should I do?” Rick shrugged. “Take off the rubber. Fuck his hole raw.” “Fuck yeah,” said Santiago. “Just breed that fuckin’ uptight faggot.” I looked back at our boy. “So tell me, boy: Should the three of us just bareback that sweet fuckhole of yours?” Dylan was screaming again, shaking his head back and forth, trying his best to fight his restraints. “Sorry, buddy—I really can’t hear what you’re saying. I guess we’re just gonna go with the majority, OK? Which means I’m gonna pound my cum deep inside you.” And with that, I ripped off the rubber and shoved my raw dick into Dylan’s partied-up butt. I leaned into him, looking directly into his eyes as I began to pump in and out of him with long strokes. He was starting to cry, but that just made my dick harder. “Don’t cry, buddy,” I said to him. “We’re only gonna fill your butt with three raw loads, that's all. You love bareback sex, don’t you?” “Well, at least part of him does,” Rick said, pointing to Dylan’s cock. It was rock-fucking-hard. “Your dick’s pretty hard, Dylan,” I said to him. “I guess some people might call this a rape. But what do you call it when you're raping a cunt that secret loves it?” I noticed that Rick and Santiago were starting to get naked, quietly unveiling the biohazard tats on their chests. And as I expected, Dylan saw the tattoos almost immediately, his eyes going wild with distress as he tried to yell through the muzzle. “I think he kinda likes the biohazard symbol,” said Santiago. "That makes two of us, Dylan," said Rick. "I'm glad to see you're so open-minded about taking our poz cocks bareback, even though we're not on meds." Either Dylan was exhausted or losing his voice, because he hardly made a whimper when he heard that. He just closed his eyes and quietly took my dick. A few moments later, as my pace quickened and my balls tightened, I leaned closer to Dylan. “I’m about to blow a fuckin’ load, boy. Where do you want it?” Now he was crying in earnest, still shaking his head back and forth, still making the occasional whimper. I turned to Rick. “I’m not sure, but I think he said he wants my cum in his hole.” “Yeah, that’s what I heard. Knock him up.” And then Santiago chimed in: “Fuck yeah, dude. Poz that sweet little butt.” At that, I felt Dylan’s hole clench. “His hole just squeezed around my cock. I think that means he’s consenting.” “Fuck yeah it does. Go for it,” Rick said. “Get this boy fuckin’ pregnant. Rape him full of the bug.” I turned back to Dylan. “That’s what you want, isn’t it? My unmedicated poz cum seeping into your bloodstream?” Dylan just closed his eyes and tried to say something. “I really wish I knew what you were telling me, boy. You must be begging for my toxic load in your sweet little hole. You wanna get loaded up, boy? I certainly hope so, ‘cuz I’m breeding you—I’m fuckin’ breeding you, bitch. Hear that, fag? Yeah? You like it? You hungry for some poz seed? That’s what I thought you said. YOU LOVE IT. Well, open wide, faggot, ‘cuz I’m pozzing your sweet neg hole right…fucking…now.” And just like that, I force-bred Dylan with a giant load of my poz cum. He was clearly in shock as I pulled my cock out of his hole—eyes glazed over, mouth wide open. Rick climbed onto the bed and immediately thrust his poz dick into our freshly bred boy, laughing when he saw the near-catatonic expression on Dylan’s face. “I think this kid is speechless with gratitude,” he said, slowly working his cock in and out of our new cumpig. “So let’s make him more grateful. Don’t we have a little something to brighten his day?” “Of course we do,” I replied, taking a few prepared rigs out of my bag. Then I leaned closer to Dylan. “Listen, boy: You want to take our raw dicks, don’t you? Well, this will make it easier for you to be our poz cumdump. But if we’re going to do this, I need you to sit very, very still, OK? Because otherwise you’ll just hurt yourself. Do you understand? That means no struggling, boy. Got it?” As I was saying that, Rick placed a blindfold over Dylan’s eyes, then a tourniquet on his arm, all while keeping his cock lodged deep in the boy’s hole. Then he spoke to Dylan. “We need you to nod for us, boy. Let us know that you understand. You need to be still. Perfectly still. Got it?” A pause, followed by a slow nod from Dylan. “Good boy,” I said. “Now, you’re going to feel a little pinprick in your arm. Again, do not move your arm. Just keep your arm still.” During this little speech, I was busy inserting Dylan’s rig in my arm, capturing some of my blood in the chamber. Then I lined up that same syringe with a vein in Dylan's forearm. “Such a good boy,” I assured him. “OK, here’s the pinch. Stay still.” I inserted the dirty needle in his vein, then pulled it back to mix his blood with mine. “You’re being very good, boy. Just stay like you are.” It only took a few more seconds to push the contents of that fat rig—including a fresh infusion of my poz blood—into the boy’s bloodstream, remove the needle, and release the tourniquet. There was a sharp intake of breath from Dylan. Then Rick moaned. “Dude,” he said. “I love fucking a boy’s hole when he gets slammed up, because his butt gets about 10 degrees warmer as soon as you administer that hit.” As Dylan began a violent coughing fit, Rick’s eyes rolled back and he groaned. “Fuckin’ A. His cunt is convulsing with every cough. I’m not gonna last long inside this boy.” As for Dylan, after a few moments of near-panic, he began to relax. His head tilted back, his mouth opened up. He let out a deep moan. As soon as Rick heard that sound emerge from Dylan, he started working the boy's hole—and with every thrust inside that furry slammed-up cunt, moan sounded a little more like a hungry growl. I leaned closer to Dylan. “OK, slampig. How do you feel about raw cock now?” He paused, then slowly shook his head a few times, just like before. Then another pause. And as Rick’s cock plunged its full length into his hungry butt, Dylan started slowly nodding. “Wait—is that a yes, boy? Are you trying to tell me that you want raw dick?” He nodded again, more vigorously this time. “Is that slam making you hungry, boy? Hungry to get pounded and bred and pozzed?” This time, the nod was almost violent. I could even hear him yelling “Yes” through the fabric. “OK, boy,” I continued, “If we let you speak again, are you going to accept what we’re giving you? Are you going to be a grateful and obedient fuckhole?” Another nod. “Well, here’s your test. When I take this fabric out of your mouth, the first thing I want to hear is ‘Please knock me up.’ Got it?” A nod. “Good boy. Now do it.” I started to remove the makeshift muzzle, and I could hear him saying the phrase through the muffled fabric already. Over and over he said it—“please knock me up,” “please knock me up.” In fact, for those first 30 minutes of speaking, with that giant slam still rushing through his bloodstream, “please knock me up” appeared to be the only thing he knew how to say. And that was just fine, because getting knocked up was the only thing he really needed to do that night. I laid down next to him and whispered in his ear. “So tell me the truth: you’ve always wanted to be a cumpig. Isn’t that right, boy?” “Yes,” he replied. “I wanted cum so bad. Raw dick. Uninhibited fucking. I’ve been so scared, but I’m not scared anymore.” “Good boy. You shouldn’t be scared. You should be proud. Proud to take raw dick, proud to be a true bottom—a bottom who surrenders everything to his top—and above all, proud to be free from the fear of getting pozzed. You remember those dudes fucking in the shower?” "Yeah. That was fuckin' hot." "Well, those are my friends. I set that whole thing up. I asked them to do that in front of you, because I knew it would activate your inner cumpig. I knew it would get you thinking about raw cock, about anonymous dick, about embracing the needs of that hungry fuckin' cunt of yours." I took off Dylan’s blindfold. His pupils were enormous, but his eyes shone with an odd combination of happiness and hunger. “Thank you,” he said to me. “Thank you for giving me what I needed, even before I knew that I needed it.” We fell into a deep kiss just as Rick’s body shuddered violently, his dick delivering pulse after pulse of poz cum inside this slammed-up boy’s hungry hole. Dylan let out another groan, whispered "Thank you so much, you fuckin' stud," and went back to making out with me. Finally I sat up, looking him deep in those jet-black pupils. “One more question, boy. After the three of us breed you, what are you gonna do?” He shot me a devilish little grin. “You mean…other than hunting for more loads?” “Good answer,” I said with a laugh. “And if you think you’re hungry now, you have no idea what’s coming. Because it won’t be long before we’ll slide another needle in your arm to get you even nastier and trashier, you twisted fuckin’ pig.” With that, Rick waved his cock over Dylan’s face, all slicked up with a heavy coating of fresh cum. And without saying another word—like any good pair of pigs—Dylan and I helped each other lick that poz dick clean. MORE TO COME…

I love ending A

I love ending A. Hope to read more soon.

i like ending B- it leaves it open for more convertions.

A sequel/continnuation to one of my favorite stories. And with multiple endings too. Very hot.

Not an ad, but I was getting fucked under a bridge when my best friends partner showed up. He was watching me get bred, and I had a pile of used condoms on a tree trunk next to me. I took the cum from a couple of the scumbags and dripped it on the cock fucking me. He seemed to like it and said"I'm going to shoot" and he did it on the cock that was fucking me. The next time we went out together, he of course told me he could never do it. I'm going to be wprking on him.