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I'd been too busy to hook up for two months, but the urge was building. I spent half of last week with a dildo in my ass, hitting poppers and imagining I was getting fucked. Of course it only made me hornier. Yesterday I arranged to hook up with a hot guy. He was supposed to show at 5pm but got delayed. All right, I thought, I was all cleaned up, doing nothing but waiting. Might as well get fucked. Luckily some guy on grindr was looking for a quick anon scene. I gave him my address, and he was here in less than ten minutes. I buzzed him up while completely naked, except for a blindfold. He fucked my mouth until his cock got hard (it felt thick -- probably 7.5"?), and then pushed himself into my waiting hole. Five minutes later, I was leaking his load. Hot guy still hadn't shown up. Luckily some other guy on grindr was looking for a fuck. I gave him my address, and he, too, was here in less than ten minutes. This time it wasn't anon, which may be why the fuck was actually a lot more intense -- he was definitely smaller in the size department, but pounded me like he wanted to crush me into the bed. Also choked me with his big biceps as he was breeding me. Loved it. Hot guy still didn't show up, but I got two loads in the meantime, so I guess that wasn't so bad. Unfortunately, I was still horny the next day. I still hadn't gotten that nirvana experience -- i.e., a huge cock plowing me for a seemingly endless duration, fucking my second ring as if it were my cuntlips. So I got onto grindr again. Found a local guy with a big dick. We used condoms, and it was a good fuck, but too quick. So an hour later, I was back on grindr. This time I hit the jackpot. Young black stud. Probably 8.5" or 9", and as thick as my wrist. I was loose enough for him to slide in without any pain, but my god, the spots he hit as he entered. I was spinning with pleasure. He pounded me as only he could -- deliberately, with movements smooth as milk, knowing he was in total control, taking his time and deciding when to fuck all the way in and remind me who was my man. He came after half an hour of intense fucking, and I thought that was it -- I sucked his cock clean like a good bitch, but he was still hard. So we went at it again for another hour before I couldn't take anymore. Rarely happens that I can't handle it before the top flags. What a stud. He hit my spots good. Thank god for hung longlasting tops who know how to fuck the brains out of bottoms like me!

Mr. Benson is into wrecking people lives, their hopes , their health and their careers for his own twisted mind. Some it's for revenge others it's for money and some it's because he wants to. Brad is 19 and a freshman in college with high hopes from his father. Brad father is one of those who has planned Brads life even the girl he is too marry and have children with. Mr. Benson has seen Brad going into Mens book stores not doing anything but looking, so Mr. Benson see Brad as a prospect to show his what he really is. I'm to find away to get close to Brad but I'm not to have sex with him but can suck his dick or he can suck mine as his virgin hole he has other plans for. Mr. Benson gave me Brads schedule and he is like clock work get up at this time, go to this place for a coffee and he is always on time like clock work. Friday nights when everyone is trying to get laid Brad takes a bus to the mens book store and looks around but never does anything. This Friday night is different as its the start of spring break so for the next 2 weeks there is no classes. I see Brad leave the book store around 9pm and go to the juice bar, it's packed and Brad is sitting by him self, so I ask if I can sit-down and he says sure. We do some small talk and I see Brad is eyeing me as the tee shirt I'm wearing is very tight and my nipples are rock hard and sticking out, my jeans are low riders so the crack on my ass is showing when I get up to get Brad a new drink. What Brad does not know is yes, I buying him a drink but what I'm putting inside the drink will set the wheels in motion to wreck his life for ever and make Mr. Benson very happy. After a few minutes this new drug Mr. Benson gave me to put in his drink starts to work. This new drug is like GHB but with out the metallic taste. As he gets up I say to his Brad you need some air, so I take him out side and around the corner where the van with Mr. Benson two assistants are waiting. Brad does not put up a fight but goes in willing. We ride for one hour before we get to this bathhouse. The easiest way to describe this place it's a biker bar bathhouse as the men here would scare the hell out of Hell Angels. Its just Brad and me that are not covered in Tattoos, body piercings or leather. At the door I help Brad in as he is very easy to control, the manager looks at me then says is this the virgin, I say yes as I'm a slut whore. The manager ask if I'm POZ and say yes are you on meds I say NO, and he ask if I want to be recharged and say why not. Brad is taken into the back as I watch they them cut off his clothes put cuffs on his wrist and ankles. I see one taking a syringe as putting into his ass, as they are doing that Brad says that hurts they laugh and say my pinky is bigger than this. They take magic marker and write on his chest and back NEGATIVE VIRGIN I follow them around as Brad is paraded around the bathhouse, they put on me POZ wants to be recharged. OK I have seen a few things but this place has to be the one for the books as the floor is sticky with cum and old lube there are crosses on the wall fuck benches and slings, used syringes all over the place with a few private rooms. They are putting up for bid for his virginity with the money going to buy more drugs. The bidding is going fast and the one who had the winning big is the local drug dealer, his has to be over 6ft, 6 over 300 lbs. with a dick like my forearm. As soon as he is declared the winner he takes Brad into one of the private's rooms and before he enters Brad is given a slam. The drug dealer yells out. THE BRIDE WON'T BE A VIRGIN LONG AND YOU CAN ALL HAVE BLOODY SECONDS. The room is dead quiet as everyone is waiting for the second Brad starts screaming for his life and when we hear him screaming we are all cheering. The dealer fuck Brad for close to one hour and towards the end Brad is not screaming but is moaning. The dealer comes out sweating and you can see the blood on his dick and says the bitch won't clean my dick off, right then about 6 of us we fight to clean his dick off as it's virgin blood and POZ cum. Brad is taken to the cross and they tie him up and tell his he has to be punished for not cleaning off the dick that just gave him his first Toxic load. They warm him up with floggers before they start to whip him I can see these Men really know how to work as Brad back has many welts and red stripes. My arm is grab and with a rope only upper arm I feel a prick and that familiar feeling of a nice slam of high quality Tina running through my body. He pushes my on to a fuck bench and the feeling of his PA rubbing up and down my hole is like heaven, his dick pushes in as he says I have a real man cunt here and starts to fuck me as hard as he can. To be continue

Part 17 - January 2019 Second Weekend Darren came out of the tube station and Sam was standing there waiting for him, at first Sam was just watching the exit and Darren saw the smile broaden on his face. It was enough to lift Darren walking towards Sam. Darkness had already taken the daylight away and the cold drizzle did nothing to hamper Darren's excitement to be back in London and with Sam. They walked the 15 minutes in a quick pace to get out of the damp cold and in to the classy block of flats in Chelsea harbour. Sam couldn't keep his eyes of Darren or the smile off his face, he had been looking forward to the weekend and spending it with Darren. Desperately he wanted to get to know more about Darren. The lift door opened and they walked along the corridor and in to the flat. "Do you want to put your things in the bedroom?" Sam asked hanging his coat up in the closet. Darren took his coat off "Please" he replied handing his coat to Sam to hang up and looking at the bedroom doors. Sam watched and smiled "Which room do you want to put them in?" he asked sensing Darren's quandary. Darren looked at Sam and nodded to the door "Yours?" he replied making it out as if he was asking a question. Sam walked over and opened the door "I was hoping you would say that" he said following Darren in. "You don't mind me sharing with you?" Darren asked putting his bag down "I enjoyed it last time" he said. Sam studied him for a moment "I missed you not being hear" he said admitting his affection for Darren. Darren smiled trying to be cool "Yeah" he replied but Sam could see Darren was unable to hide his own emotions. Sam smiled before asking "Did you bring shorts?". Darren chuckled "No, I want to wear yours again" he replied. "Is that right?" Sam asked smiling at Darren. The way their eyes fixed on each other revealed just how much chemistry there was going on between them, both wanting to ignite it, both held back until they felt it was right. Sam cooked dinner and they spent the evening lying on the sofa getting to know the other person's body, the talk was mostly around finding somewhere for Darren to live. It was gone 11pm when they went to bed and Sam got behind Darren and spooned up next to him. Darren held Sam's hand and quickly fell in to a very happy sleep enjoying the warmth of the body next to him. Saturday they travelled around London after trawling the internet for house or flat shares but everything seemed to go so quickly. There were some available out east but Sam advised against his way and stick to the north or west of the city. By late afternoon they found themselves looking at one flat share close to Ealing Broadway, it seemed perfect but Sam was not so sure about the owner, he seemed a little creepy. They left with Sam telling him they had a couple of more flats to look at and dragged Darren out. "What's the matter with that one?" Darren asked looking at Sam walking down the road away from the place. Sam looked at Darren "Flat was okay, he was really creepy" he said looking concerned. "I can look after myself" Darren chuckled nudging against Sam. Sam half smiled "I know, but it is when you can't, you have to be really careful" he explained. Darren looked confused "What do you mean when I can't?" he asked. "He gave me the shivers" Sam said "what if he slips something in a drink and you end up helpless?" he asked. The smile faded from Darren's face "People really do that?" he asked "are you protecting me?". "Yes" Sam replied "I want to keep you safe" he said noticing the grin on Darren's face appear. Sam stopped walking "You could always use my spare bedroom until you get on your feet" he said nervously. Darren looked at Sam "No" he replied "Thank you but it would be weird" he said. Sam laughed "Seriously Darren, you can use the spare bedroom until you find your feet" he repeated. "Okay" Darren replied not wanting to argue with Sam. Darren looked around "What now then?" he asked and paused "can we go to the V&A museum?" he suggested. Sam laughed "What now?" he replied seeing Darren nod "okay" Sam said turning around with Darren following him. Sam never imagined that Darren would be interested in going to a museum. He couldn't believe how much Darren just kept surprising him, he didn't mind since he loved spending time with Darren and was hiding the fact he had fallen head over heels for him. Saturday night they headed in to the west end and watched another show that Sam had managed to get tickets for. By the end Darren was finding it hard to stay awake, he was exhausted from travelling all over the place. He dozed on the tube ride back and was glad to be back at Sam's place collapsing on the sofa. Sam sat down next to Darren and started undressing him until he only wore his underwear. Darren giggled and pulled Sam forward kissing him several times, each time he got braver with his kissing. He moaned slipping his arm around Sam finally kissing him properly, unable to keep their arms off each other they slipped off the sofa and on to the floor giggling. Sam stood and helped Darren to his feet leading him to the bedroom. Darren felt all his inhibitions falling away and knew that being with a man, this man was all he wanted right now. Sam made him happy there was no doubt about that, his hands fumbled pushing Sam's underwear down and pulling him closer wanting to feel and touch his body. Sam gently pushed Darren back on the bed admiring his naked form, his hands running up Darren's legs, along his abdomen until he gently lowered himself on top of Darren kissing him. Sam giggled feeling Darren's hands roaming down across his buttocks and squeezing them gently. He allowed Darren to lead letting him go at his own pace. He was rewarded feeling Darren getting more dominant rolling Sam on his back and slipping between Sam's legs. Darren leaned up and tentatively took Sam's cock in his hand holding it for a while now knowing what to do with it now he had it. Gently he rubbed it pulling the foreskin back to reveal the head and then pushing it back over hiding it from view again. His other hand caressed Sam's chest, his vision purely on Sam's cock admiring how hard and ample it felt in his hand. Darren looked up and saw the smile on Sam's face, his mouth slightly parted and tiny moans escaping. He touched his own cock not realising how hard it had become, the sight of Sam's beautiful body lying there was exciting him. Darren leaned forward and kissed Sam 'Can I fuck you?' he asked tenderly kissing Sam's hand that touched his face 'Yes' he replied. Sam turned over on to his stomach thinking it would be easier for Darren being his first time. Moaning in anticipation and feeling the weight of Darren's body resting on his back, he could feel the cock between his ass cheeks rubbing up and down feeling the full hardness. Sam reached over to the bedside table draw and pulled a small bottle of lube, he squeezed a bit in his hand and massaged it on to Darren's cock. Darren groaned dropping his head forward and resting it between Sam's shoulders, he could feel the slickness as he rubbed his cock again against Sam's ass. By instinct he lifted his hips and gradually felt the resistance of Sam's hole against the head of his cock, tiny pushes and nudges until he gasped feeling his cock slip inside. Sam moaned and raised his head, gently Darren pushed down more gasping and almost crying every time more of him went inside. The sensations flowing up through his body was more than he could understand, the warmth and seductiveness of Sam's body underneath him brought out a sensual side to that not even Darren knew he had. Sam moaned quietly raising his head off the bed feeling more of Darren entering him, even for him this was a new experience unlike the usual fuck and go meets this was more of a craving and a need. Letting his head fall forward back on the bed he had a smile of pure happiness on his face. His body wriggled at the unmistakable feeling of the coarse pubic hair now rubbing against his ass. Darren let out one last gasp and moan his cock now fully inside Sam up to his balls, slowly he lowered his body down until he rested lying on top of Sam's back. He daren't move for fear of ejaculating, his breathing steadied and he moved his arms up above Sam's head allowing his full body weight to rest. Sam's fingers sought his own entwinning around until they held hands, he could feel Darren's breath against his neck. Turning his head he kissed Darren's chin seeking his mouth. The kiss was sensual and slow, teasing but lovingly given until their tongues met. It was like Sam teased Darren's tongue in to his mouth sharing the first very intimate and real kiss. The sensuality drove Darren's hips gently pushing down then rising then stopping 'are you okay' Sam asked with his lips still touching Darren's 'I can't move or I will bust my load' he replied. Sam kissed him again long and hard 'just relax Darren' he said rubbing his lips over Darren's who giggled 'easy for you to say' Darren replied. He freed his right hand from Sam's and placed it around his neck feeling the need to be closer and holding him. Darren looked in to Sam's eyes 'oh fuck Sam' he said his eyes tearing up from how much he had fallen for Sam. Darren moved his hips and watched Sam's mouth parting letting out a loud moan from the sudden thrust he received from Darren. His arm released from around Sam's neck and quickly he took hold of his hand again squeezing both of them tightly he kissed Sam's neck and cheek. His cock jumping and oozing pre-cum inside Sam's ass making it slicker and enhancing the sensation that travelled down his shaft and in to his balls. He fought to hold off and stopped resting on top of Sam who groaned turning his head then kissing Darren deep. They smiled at each other and kissed, Darren held himself perfectly still knowing he would bust if he moved right now. Taking his time until he was ready he found a steady rhythm gently and slowly fucking Sam without bringing him over the edge. He loved hearing the delighted moans and gasps from Sam, listening to make sure he wasn't hurting him and wanting to treat him gentle. His body decided it needed to orgasm and suddenly without warning he leaned up still holding Sam's hands tightly he started more pronounced thrusts to Sam's delight. His pace quickened holding his cock deep in to Sam, everything felt like it had gone in slow motion. He drove his hips down pushing as deep as he could go and cried out feeling his balls tighten and throb, echoing up through his shaft he released his seed impregnating Sam. Collapsing forward on to Sam's body and holding him in place his couldn't control his hips desire to keep wanting to push down fucking to ride the orgasm out, Sam raised his head crying out 'oh god yes' his ass pushing up wanting Darren's seed inside him. Their hands red from the tightness of them holding to on to each other, Darren's moans kept coming along with ribbons of his thick cum being passed from one body to the other. Darren panted heavily his body shaking on the verge of convulsing, feeling of pleasure running ragged through every nerve. Sam laid underneath his own cock fighting against the sheet underneath him but the weight from Darren on top prevented him reaching down and beating his load out. Instead he ground his ass up enjoying the tiny pushes Darren still made, his cock still rock hard enjoying the feeling of Sam pleasuring himself against his cock. Darren kissed his neck tenderly for a few minutes then working round to Sam's mouth 'want more?' he asked rubbing his nose with Sam's. Sam smiled nodding and kissed Darren moaning this time in to his mouth with Darren immediately starting the second act pumping away at his ass. The slight sound of squelching soon disappeared as the last of Darren's first load worked deeper inside. Feeling more comfortable second time around he was learning how to control his orgasm and slowly over the next half an hour without knowing it he made love to Sam. Such tenderness between them shone in their eyes when they looked at each other, then abruptly the direction changed to a hard fucking, then switched back to tenderness and caressing. Darren felt every inch of Sam's body, wondering why he had taken so long to enjoy the male body. He couldn't explain why he was this way, all he felt was completeness. Unable to contain himself any more he moaned and pushed his body forward getting deeper in Sam. Feeling Sam's body tense from the anticipation he moaned and grunted in to Sam's mouth during their kiss, one arm around Sam's neck the other still holding hands with him he successfully delivered his second load of seed. Panting heavily Darren relaxed lying on top of Sam, his legs seem to have entwinned themselves around Sam's holding them down. Their heads laid side by side both smiling with tiny droplets of sweat. Sam pulled Darren on to his side, his cock still deep inside and showed no sign of softening, Darren wrapped his arms around the sexy muscled body kissing Sam's neck. "That was your first time?" Sam asked rubbing his fingers over Darren's hand. Darren was still in a euphoric state and mumbled before answering "Yes". "Hell, I hate to think what you are going to be like when you find your grove" Sam said chuckling. Darren squeezed Sam in his arms "I got so turned on fucking you" he said. Sam moved his hand and stroked Darren's ass "Can I date you?" he asked "you know be your boyfriend?" he said holding his breath. Darren leaned over and looked at Sam "Really?" he asked feeling jittery from nerves hearing Sam's words. "Yes" Sam replied "that is if you like me" he said. Darren smiled "Yeah, I'm glad you asked. I was too scared to ask you" he said playing with Sam's chin hair. Sam kissed him lovingly then turned the light off on the bedside lamp. Darren made no move to extract his cock, he was quite happy being inside and holding Sam in his arms. A few hours had passed when Sam woke feeling Darren stir, his cock was hard again and sensing he was awake he pushed back to be rewarded. Darren started fucking him again, he guided Darren's hand to lift his leg up slightly and hold it there. He didn't need much guidance and soon found a steady gentle deep rhythm, he loved feeling Sam's body respond each time he pushed in deep. Still horny as fuck he didn't take long to orgasm and pulling Sam back on to his cock keeping him there whilst he delivered the third load. Lowering Sam's leg his arms wrapped around his boyfriend and hugged him tight kissing the back of his neck. After several minutes Sam patted Darren's leg and pulled off his cock slipping out of bed in to the en-suite bathroom. Sitting on the toilet he let out a small fart followed by a stream of Darren's cum, Sam laughed hard to himself as he still found it funny when this happened. After all he knew he wouldn't be able to sleep properly until he had pushed it out and standing up he was surprised to see how much there was. Sam cleaned himself up and walked back in to the bedroom to find Darren laying on his back looking at him. "Is everything alright?" Darren asked looking concerned. Sam chuckled "You could have warned me you shoot big loads" he said jumping back in to bed. Darren laughed pulling Sam on top of him and wrapping his arms around him "Kiss me" he said. Sam smiled and obliged kissing Darren and for once enjoying the feeling of being on top of him instead of the other way round. Sam slipped on to his side and cuddled up to Darren, their hands touching each other falling asleep. Sam woke just after 10am and slipped out of bed to make coffee and returned placing the mug down by Darren who was now awake. It suddenly dawned on Sam what they had spoken about the previous evening and he sat on the side of the bed. "This whole thing just got crazy" Sam finally said turning his head to look at Darren. Darren sat up unable to look at Sam "You and me?" he finally asked breaking the silence. Sam nodded "I don't know what has happened" he said "is it going too quick for you?" he asked. Darren touched Sam's shoulder "I can leave it you want me to" he said with a tinge of sadness. Sam looked over his shoulder "No" he said abruptly then paused "I am in love with you". There was silence in the room for a moment until Darren spoke "No one has ever said that to me" he said. Sam watched a tear run down Darren's face "I'm sorry" Sam said hugging Darren. Darren held Sam tight in his arms "You have no idea how long I wanted someone to say that to me" he said. "I am so happy it has come from you" Darren said sniffing trying not to breakdown completely. Sam pulled Darren down and laid facing him on the bed "Promise you won't run away?" Sam asked. Darren kissed Sam "Promise" he said then kissed him again "You know I am madly in love with you". Sam chuckled "Is that why you made love me to last night?" he asked. Darren looked confused "Did I?" he asked trying to recall. "Yes" Sam replied "the second time, you was so tender and loving" he said kissing Darren. Darren laid back and smiled "You are my boyfriend then?" he asked obviously playing with his cock. "Yes" Sam replied kissing Darren and slapping his hand "enough of that, I have to go to the gym, coming?". Darren sat up "I have nothing to wear" he said watching Sam going through his draw. He threw shorts and top at him "Now you do" he said smiling and watching Darren dress. The gym was immaculate and set in the basement of the of the flats, there were a couple of guys already working out who knew Sam by name and gave curious glances to Darren. Sam never worked out with anyone and seeing this tattooed guy with him caused a bit of a stir. Darren worked out next to Sam but with only half the stamina he took it much easier and enjoyed watching Sam from the bench. He was taken back by how long Sam could work out without breaking a sweat until his thought was interrupted by Michael 'he can go hours in case you didn't know' he said to Darren. He looked up and eyes drawn immediately to the lycra shorts and bulge before he finally looked up and the muscular body of Michael. In his late twenties he had dark hair and brown eyes and almost model looks he stood a towering six feet of sculpted muscle. The guy with him who was still running was a complete contrast with a swimmers build and dirty blond hair and stood a few inches shorter and by comparison was fairly ordinary looking. Darren looked over at Sam "Yeah, way fitter than me" he replied. "I'm Michael live on the 15th floor" he said introducing himself holding out his hand. Darren shook it "Darren 8th floor" he replied almost laughing at how silly the introductions went. "You moving in or visiting?" he asked sitting down next to Darren looking at his tattoos. "Kind of both" Darren replied looking down at the floor shuffling his feet. Michael looked over to Sam and knew he was listening to their conversation "Strange answer" he said. Darren smirked "Moving in in a couple of weeks" he said offering more information. "Excellent" Michael replied "we should have a drink to welcome you to the building" he said smiling at Darren. Darren was really taken by how nice Michael was being "Thank you" he replied. "Sam your boyfriend or just a friend?" Michael asked out of the blue. Sam turned to look at Darren and smiled "Boyfriend" Darren bravely replied and saw Sam fist punch the air. Michael smiled nodding "You make a nice couple" he said "that is Tony my husband over there". Darren looked at Tony then turned to Michael and smiled "Nice catch" he said causing Michael to laugh loudly. "Want a hand working out Darren?" Michael asked standing up walking to the weight bench. Darren stood and walked over "I'm not use to this so take it easy with me" he said laying down. Michael smiled and leaned over Darren then winked "I will take it easy to start with but then..." he said. Darren chuckled "Stop flirting with my boyfriend" Sam called out from the treadmill grinning. Hearing Sam saying that felt strange knowing he was referring to him in that way, but he liked it. Darren's legs and arms ached by the time they left the gym, at the same time he felt so exhilarated having pushed himself further. Going in to the lift he had made two new friends in London, Tony liked him but Michael was constantly flirting with him and it really made Darren feel good. Sam snogged the face off Darren during the short ride up to the 8th floor finding it harder to keep his hands off Darren. Sam stopped hearing the ding of the lift arriving "It was so funny watching Michael flirt with you". Darren giggled "Was it that obvious?" he asked "I mean do they all flirt like that?". Sam chuckled "Darren I think Michael was trying to get in your underwear" he said grinning. "Silly" Darren replied following Sam along the corridor "he was being nice" he said explaining away. Sam turned to look at Darren "You buy me dinner if he gets you in bed" he said looking serious. Darren looked at him strangely "Hang on, I thought I was your boyfriend?" he asked. "You are" Sam replied "Oh shit I need to explain" he said pulling Darren inside the flat. Sam showered and walked in to the bedroom slipping in to some shorts they walked in to the kitchen diner and had breakfast. He began to explain about his friend from stage school that was still very close to him and of course Kurt. Darren listened completely intrigued hearing Sam open up about his life. Sam explained that no matter what Darren was his priority in life now and he would do whatever Darren decided. He was beginning to see life from a different perspective and found it quite exciting that if the time ever came he could without guilt have sex with Michael. Darren made only demand that if things between them developed in to more than boyfriends they would look at the situation again. Darren also promised that when he moved in he would open up more about his family and childhood, something to date he had deferred from talking about. They decided to go out and window shop in Harrods so both of them went to the bedroom to change. Sam sat on the bed naked about to put some underwear on and Darren took one look at him 'oh fuck' he said whipping down his trousers, he pushed Sam on to his back and got in between his legs 'I need to do you' he tried saying but Sam was already pulling Darren down and kissing him. Darren took the Monday morning train to Malvern, he was excited at the prospect of moving to London since he now had a boyfriend, something he never really saw coming or even expected, he really loved Sam and that was all that counted right now. Sam dismissed the class for lunch and got out his phone sending a text to Byron telling him that he and Darren were officially a couple and he was excited beyond words, he had a strange feeling that Darren was going to be someone he could rely on and be in a very steady relationship with. Byron messaged back saying how thrilled he was and that he couldn't wait to meet the guy that finally broke the steel wall around Sam's heart.

Justin headed off to the bookstore and just as he was about to open the door this 6'6 tall white ginger all muscled and his dick was still hard as Justin zoned in on his package and his fat meat was outlined. He thought fuck, wish I had been here ten minutes earlier. The guy walked to his car and go in it and speed off. Justin went inside, got change at the counter and heading back to the booths. It was empty except for a young college guy in the back. That much have been who serviced that big dick massive ginger dick. Lucky fuck Justin thought as he dipped in a booth. The booth next to him opened and closed and soon he saw a finger tracing the hole. Before the last few days his dick would have been hard for some young guy who wanted to blow him but all he wanted now was to service dick and lots of it. Justin put his finger up to the hole and traced it and soon the kid stuck his dick through. Nice seven inch dick, uncut. Justin started to suck his dick and fished his balls through, lifted his dick and licked and sucked the kids balls. He then sucked and nibbled the foreskin and the kid was moaning, he sucked and went down on him and after ten minutes the kid was about to shoot and he tried to pull his dick back but Justin held him in place and sucked and licked that edged dick till the boy shot his load in Justin's mouth. It was huge and tasted amazing! Young college cock, so good. Justin nursed his dick and cleaned him up till the boy went soft and he let go. The kid whispered thanks through the hole and left. Justin sat there licking his lips and then he heard the door to the right open and close. The guy unbuckled his belt and pulled out a curved dick had to be nine inches,he watched as the guy watched gay porn and jacked his dick. Just rubbed his dick and balls as he watched the guy. He was so ready to taste the guys dick and then he froze, fuck that looks like that hot poz 23 year old from BBRT. He tried to see the guys body and face but he could not. Justin struggled with the idea of getting up but couldn't move. If that is him maybe I can just suck his dick, it looks so beautiful, then the guy turned and backed up to the wall, it was not him. Justin was relieved and rubbed his finger over the hole and the guy walked toward him and slide his rock hard dick through the hole. Justin sucked on the guys head and held his thick dick and slowly started to inch his way down the guys cock licking and sucking on the guys dick until it was all the way to the base and then let up and did it again. He sucked and licked that big dick and then pulled off and nursed the guys head. The guys started to pull his dick out and Justin went deed again and he let him swallow his cock and then he pulled it from Justin's mouth. Justin put his tongue out to show the guy he wanted this dick again and while he was doing that the guy turned around and spread his hole ass and hole and pressed his hairy hole back on Justin's tongue. Justin licked and probed the hot guys hole and put his fingers on either side to pull it apart so he could tongue deeper and the guy moaned. The guy pulled off and shoved his leaking dick back in. Justin opened wide and swallow the entire dick and started to suck it. then pulled up and went back down again and the guy pulled out of the hole and got on his knees and whispered to Justin "show me your hole." Just got up and pressed his ass back and the guy spit three times on his hole and then fingers two of them entered him. The guy pulled out and spit on his hole again and then shoved two fingers deep her and then he hard the guy spit three more time but it was not on his hole and then that big curved dick pressed against Justin's boy pussy and started to push in. Justin looked forward and then to the left and he saw a bottom of poppers someone had left and he quickly grabbed them and started inhaling. The guy was rough, he would pull almost all the way out and shove it back in getting deeper each time and the curve beating up his insides. The guy got deep once Justin had inhaled enough and after another two minutes he shot his load in Justin. Left his dick in Justin and then slowly pulled out after his dick started to soften. He slid two fingers back in the Justin and fingered his hole and then a third. Justin kept inhaling the poppers and the guy pressed his fingers all the way in. Then he pulled them out and put them back in after a min and a noise like the guy had dropped a tin lid and then he felt that familiar sharpness and then his hole started to get warm and tingly. The fingers worked their way in and out and soon Justin was moaning and pressing back hard on the guys fingers and then the guy pulled out and slide his big dick up Justin's ass and slow fucked him. slowly all the way in and then out til Justin's hole close and then pressing right back in slowly. Justin began to shake on the others side. His dick was so tingly and his balls felt so tight. This guy made just feel like his hole was the most amazing fuck tunnel. Justin heard the door open in the other booth and soon the longest black dick slide through. Had to be 11 inches, Justin stretched and got the head in his mouth and sucked on the guys cock. He could only take three inches but he loved how dark and smooth it was. He was leaking cum and it tasted amazing, Justin's legs kept shaking, he was rubbing his cock after taking it out of his jock, he felt like his legs were going to fall out from under him they were shaking and week so he pressed both hands against the opposite wall which allowed him to take another inch of the black gods cock. The guy on the other side of the wall never changed his pace and soon Justin felt his little dick leak cum all over the floor. It felt amazing. The guy slow fucked him for another two to three minutes and shot a huge load in the boy. He said, that a good fucking cunt! You deserve every drop of my load! Justin did not think much of it as the guy continued to slowly pump his ass and he sucked the big black cock. Soon the guy pulled out and said fucking whore back up on the BBC. I text my buddy to come over and try that hot hole of yours. He is huge but you can take it boy, I am gonna watch your face as you back up onto his big dirty cock. Justin turned around and lined up that big dick at his hole and pressed back and the guy watched as Justin started to show pain as the dick was rearranging his intestines. The guy smiled and said you better hold onto the wall over her he fucks hard, Justin followed his direction and the the nice guy put poppers under Justin's nose and Justin inhaled ten times before the the bbc started to move around inside him. Justin's pain increased and the guy told Justin that he was gonna come over, wait 30 second and open the door. Here me boy, Justin said yes Sir. The guy got up and he was standing right at the booth door when Justin reached up and unlocked it and he let himself in. Justin looked up and this really nice looking man smiled at him and said you look amazing like that boy. The guy rubbed Justin's head and got on the otherside of him and now was blocking the video, He rubbed his chest and told Justin what a good boy he was letting this big black cock cum in his hot little while hole. The guy pinched Justin's nipple and twisted it and Justin yelped. The door to the next booth opened and a minute later another huge black dick slide through. This one was thicker than the one in his ass. Open up baby boy, both that pussy and your mouth. Justin opened his mouth and swallowed that huge cock head and the white guy beat his fist on the wall, the black guy knew that this meant everyone was was in place and that cunt was now going to get railed hard. The bbc started to pull out a little and slam back in and Justin tried to pull of the BBC and pull his ass away from the wall at the same time but the nice white guy held him in place saying, boy its rude to tease these bbc's like that. Relax that hole and let my buddy deep inside you. He held Justin in place and the guy was railing his boy ass and Justin would yelp and moan and try to suck that big cock. The guy bent down so he was right in Justin's ear, Open that boy pussy, give him your pretty white ass while you suck that dirty black dick. You are such a beautiful young cum whore! Five minutes later the bbc in his ass shoved deep and beat on the way. The guy in his ear said, boy you just took that Black guys dirty dick and load. You get hotter the longer I am with you. The bbc in him pulled out and the white guy pulled him up and kissed him and then turned him around and spread his ass and backed Justin up against that bbc. Justin said I can't its too big. He kissed Justin again and grabbed the bbc with one hand and spread Justin's left check with the other and once in place he grabbed both Justin's hips and pressed him back until the head popped inside Justin and he yelped and moaned and said no please. The guy whispered in his ear, boy you want this more than you even know! My buddy drove in three hours today for your ass. You are going to open that cunt up for him and give him that sweet hot ass for his dirty man dick.

Jerry fell asleep next to Rod. He wanted to be there when that hunk woke up. But, Rod woke first and shouted, "Jerry, you did it, you got it to go down." The nailed toilet paper roll was loose. Jerry, groggily pulled it off, Rod's rod. The big dick was still the worse for wear and Rod had to piss like a race horse. He ran into the bathroom without closing the door, grabbed the measuring cup, filled it to half, and swallowed it all in Jerry's field of vision, then continued to piss for what seemed like an eternity. Jerry was amazed. It gave him more ideas. Rod presented his still large dick, just not hard to Jerry who examined it. It seemed all right except for puncture wounds and scabs. Jerry turned Rod around and said, let's check the butt out. He pulled out the plug and spooge, watery spooge flowed out. Rod said, "Oh, I feel the medication flowing out. What will we do?" Jerry was ready. He said, "I know you want to go to church. You are a little weak. I'll go with you. Get cleaned up and get dressed. I'll run home and change into church clothes." Jerry hated church. But he knew he had to make Rod owe him more and more. And he wanted to ask Rod about the piss drinking? He had plans for his own piss in Rods tummy and ass. Rod followed his routine perfectly. When Jerry came back, the two got in the car and drove to the church. Jerry got a few looks, but was welcomed home. Rod always got looks form guys and girls, and even a couple of the elders. When the service was over, Rod wanted to go to Sunday school. That was too much and Jerry said, "Rod, Bud, you know Jerry wants what's good for your soul, but your body, too. You better take it easy today. Let's get some food in you. If you want you can go back to church tonight. Will your parents be home" Rod was sure the parents would be home so Jerry had to work fast. His mind raced. When they got back to the house, Jerry said, "Rod, you drink that piss every day?" Rod was embarrassed. He hemmed and Jerry said the only thing better for the body than your own piss and someone else's piss. It has more of the things your body wants. Rod got wide eyed. He loved his piss. He needed it. "Jerry," he said, "I've got to have my piss." Jerry replied, "Of course, but you need to add someone else's at double the rate of your own." Rod thought about it. He said, "where will I get piss? I mean, you can't buy it in the store" Jerry said, "it so happens that I have to piss right now. How much of your own do you take?" Rod told him 4 ounces. Jerry responded, "Well, I'll give you eight ounces or a tad more. It should build you up fast." Rod took a little to long to think about it and Jerry had to say, "Well, if you don't want it." That pushed Rod over the edge. He took Jerry into the bathroom and handed him the measuring cup. Jerry reminded Rod it was best hot from the source. Jerry said, "Rod, I really thing you should take it right from my dick, it won't lose any potency. But if you don't want to... Rod stepped in the shower, saying what if it spills. Jerry had him strip, Jerry worked really hard, pissing and holding, pissing and holding until he had emptied his bladder. He said, "Good work, Rod. That should give you plenty of what you need. "Ah, Jerry," Rod said, "My hole feels so empty, can I have the plug back?" Jerry almost fainted from joy. He had that big jock hooked on taking things up the ass. Soon Jerry would be pissing in it, fucking it, and eventually get some other guys to do the same. But for now, bigger and bigger plus, with a large dose of T in the lube. Jerry looked in his bag, pulled out a small one and inserted it. Rod asked, "Jerry, could I please have a bigger one?" Jerry complied. Considerably bigger. Rod would soon be a cock slut. Jerry knew it even if Rod didn't. Stay tuned for more

Shot an independent porn film late last January. Met a guy at his place in Rogers Park. Not ordinarily the type I go for, but he was receptive to the idea of making a video. I had to be his bottom. After kissing and body contact, he pulled out a modest dick with foreskin. I was not expecting that, but it was a nice surprise. He even had a little dick cheese stuck to the head. I choked on his dick, and before long, he had me bent over on the bed. He railed me in a few positions, and eventually had me on my back. I seldom get in this position, but on this occasion, I was completely at ease. My heels were pointed at Jesus, my buttcheeks were spread widely, and he pounded away like he hadn't fucked in a while. Meanwhile, he's got a tight grip on my own dick and is jerking furiously. We were both covered in his sweat. I told him to release my dick or else I would blow. It's bad etiquette for the bottom to cum first. But it was too late. I gushed cum out like a fountain while he's plowing me senseless. The double sensation was too much. He gathered the cum of my abdomen, spread it on his own dick, and kept fucking before breeding me with his own load. One of the best fucks I've had in the past year!

Next up was Hamburg where I checked out the back rooms of TOM’s Saloon. It was a Thursday night and the crowds seem to be dying down a bit, so I was thinking “damn, I should’ve came earlier “. I ordered a beer and started to walk around the place getting to where the dark rooms were in the back of the bar. I started walking down the narrow hallway which had cubbies on one side. Leaning against the wall was an older bear with a full beard and rounded stomach. I barely had time to make eye contact with him before he grabbed me and shoved me into the nearest cubby. He pushed me into the corner while reaching to unbutton my pants and pull them down. Once my ass was exposed, he forced my head down so that my hole was exposed and available. He unzipped and pulled out a decent size dick that I didn’t have time to prepare for before he was shoving it in me. This was literally a raw fuck with no chance for lube. The first few minutes were painful as the friction of his fuck rubbed against my dry hole. Mercifully my ass juices began to flow and the tempo increased. With each charge of his penis as he roughly fucked me, my head banged into the corner of the cubby over and over. He leaned over me and grabbed my shoulders as I went from being impaled on his dick to smacked in the corner. He didn’t care; his needs were going to get met. After 15 minutes, I began to hear some grunts and groans as his cock pulsed his load into me. He pulled out, tucked himself back in, and left the cubby with not a word to me. My ass dripping, I rubbed the top of my head and pulled back up my jeans.

I really like this PA, I wonder if anyone would take this up their shitter.

In college, I kept getting what I thought was strep. Like, every 3 months. It was happening so often, I'd just call the family doctor and he'd phone in a prescription. Only much later, when I had pain in my asshole and discharge, and went to the public clinic, and they told me I had rectal gonorrhea and they grilled me about my sexual practices and decided to swab me at the other end did a light go on in my head -- I'd been getting gono in my throat every few months all thru college. (I was a "regular" at the park across the street and the XXX theater down the block. As a 20-year-old frat boy who got off on seeing how many guys he could service, I was kinda "popular.") I felt really stoopid for not realizing I was getting gono. I soon felt even stoopider... I'd also gone months feeling like I was wearing a scratchy woolen speedo... When I finally described this to a gay friend, he yelled at me for not knowing I had crabs. They'd gotten REALLY bad -- pubes AND asscrack -- by the time I did something about them. Gono and crabs have been a recurrent problem for me from college to the present day.

I was never a chub chaser till I became a dedicated bare backer and breeder. A huge turn on for me to spread those enormous butt cheeks and get into that hidden, sweet tight hole. Even better when I tag-team fuck with another top cause it works well to have a buddy pull apart the chub butt cheeks for good penetration. What do chubs on this site think about this? Hope you big boys don't think your big asses are just being used; they're actually being appreciated and worshipped.

Vent Piece, buuuuut, I'm bored and want to ignore my responsibilities. So, made a poll and shit. For the past 6 years, I have been interested in older men. And, to be honest..... I'm kinda losing interest in both having sex, being intimate and even being romantic with guys in general (more particularly older men). Here's my dilemma, and this goes into the poll: Do Older Men really want younger guys? It seems to be a dumb question. After all, we always see "Daddy Pounds Boi" on Pornhub and such, and twinks a plenty riding Daddies and such. But, do Older Men really want younger guys? By "Older" I mean men who are in their 40's and up. And, here's where my questioning comes into play: There are 3 main problems I tend to see with older guys who claim to want younger guys, but end up not doing anything to keep the ball rolling. SCENARIO 1: FALSE SEXUAL DESIRE This may sound weird, but the amount of Older Men/Daddies who kind of exaggerate their need for sex is really amazing. Top Daddies will say they wanna fuck for hours, and go multiple times... But, all that happens is they just stay still, do nothing, throw in the dick, pump, then just pretend the sex never happened. They don't want head again, they don't wanna go another round - hell, not even want to tease their cocks. They just wanna pull the card of "I'm all business" without saying anything. They promised intrigue and adventure, but all that's happened was basic handshake and awkward silence. Nothing.... Fun. Or, hell - Older Bottoms. In this scenario, they beg for cock. Desiring the means of multiple sessions, desiring hard fucking, and so on so forth. But, take down your pants, and they can't even have the will power to suck the head longer than 1 second. What was promised as a means to be pounded and to have passionate kissing, sweat and pleasure for both, is just mindless groans of "I can't do this - it's too big, or I'm not in the mood." (6 inches is apparently too big to jerk off.... Yeah, not joking) A real life example of this is recently. Now, I'm a 24 year old Vers Top who basically went on a trip just to fuck an older bottom (yes, I went on a trip... For that ass.... Though, he did pay for the ride, but it was his idea). Went there to pound him, give him kisses, attention, rim jobs and so on so forth - but NOPE. He just was radio silent, and didn't want me to have my cock anywhere near him. Now, mind you he was busy with work, and I get that. But, no passion even in the pecks we gave each other, no glances at my naked body, or anything. We knew each other for a while now, and talked on the phone everyday, with him wanting to get fucked by multiple younger guys. But, here comes a 6ft. lean pretty boy with a cock ready to fuck him raw, and recently tested all clear - and here he is not wanting to talk to me, but messaging other guys - guys his own age/slightly younger. This scenario usually comes as the older guy wanting the idea of sex, but not wanting the reality of it, nor desiring it. And this happens the most. SCENARIO 2: DEPENDENCE ON EMOTIONAL VALIDITY It is true that older men are judged by ageist means in the gay community. However, the amount of older men wanting me to be their source of sexual validity, and means of a therapist is rather off putting to say the least. When an older man sends 89 paragraphs of why they're into me, and it's mostly because they feel like they have nothing to live for, and that if they don't have a partner then they're failures, and that it's society's fault for their tooth suddenly missing - it, just..... No. The gay community is judgy, yes - but, that doesn't justify someone trying to pressure me into a relationship. Not only is pressuring bad (yes, I have to say this) , but their mind is not on my well-being or such, but rather on their means of "oh, I'm not lonely anymore, and now that I have a younger guy in my life, I can put all my emotional issues and problems on him to fix it, rather than change as a person, because look - have a relationship now." This of course (if I even entertain this notion), they don't engage in conversations, nor really want to even have sex. Just just kinda waddle in their own emotionally driven and vaguely worded filth for hours, until they just stop talking to you ever again. And, surprise surprise - they then go back to looking at older men as opposed to younger guys. When I leave, though, they'll beg for cock/ass or whatever, but, when I'm there - radio silence. An example of this was one guy demanded I showed up at his place to fuck his hole. So, being horny as hell and a bit tired of studying - off I went. And as soon as I showed up, cock ready at hand, he just kinda off-handily told me to put it away and started talking about why he feels unlucky about life, and why no one attractive wants to have sex with him...... Nice. By then asking me to marry him (sure, that's a good segment) he then went to his kitchen/living room to jerk off to Daddy solo's and didn't even notice me leave. Nice. SCENARIO 3: YOU FIX YOURSELF TO MEET MY STANDARDS The rule in any relationship is to understand and help your partner - not blind yourself with their excuses, and fix them. As someone who has dated older men, who claim to be blunt - not caring about feelings - all about the facts....... They're just kinda..... Passive aggressive and shit. Now, look, I'll admit, I hate conflict - I'll avoid it by any costs. But, I will address the issue in the room. Politely, probably too nicely - but, it's addressed clearly and properly. The men I dated (51 (18 at the time), 39 (18), 26(19), 49 (19), 54 (20), and 49 (23)) just kind of did the same thing - which was act like everything was fine and dandy, but then out of nowhere started to yell and accuse me of things I never did. And these issues, well... I guess if I did enough mental gymnastics, I can see where they're coming from. But, it all amounts to them saying the same shit: "You're too horny, you're too naive, and you're too stupid/unable to take anything seriously."..... Um, honey... I'm 19 or so lol Not saying that any behavior that is toxic is justifiable by age (GOD, NO, I AM NOT SAYING THAT, CUZ' PREACH), but I'm young with hormones (supposedly), I don't know how to properly handle every sense of taxing, car work or means of credit values (I'm in college and too busy with tests about philosophy and math to ever even learn how to change my own oil) and I'm happy to be around someone I like, so, of course I'm gonna be happy - which could come off as not being "serious." Though, I'll let that one slid under the radar. But, every one of those complaints usually are solved by, ohhh, I don't know - dating someone who has some experience or two? it just baffles me. I'm willing to understands emotions, have very well constructed conversations, and clearly I wanna fuck like crazy, but..... It just seems that older men don't really want younger guys... Well, unless their rich, knows how to fix their own car, never make jokes, keep quiet, and be able to mentally read their mind. Also, being a 5 star therapist with an Oprah Sticker of Approval - That's a keeper, hun. So, yes, I know NOT ALL OLDER MEN ARE LIKE THIS.... But.... Gorge', I'm gonna level with you. I'm thinking of just throwing in the towel and being completely straight, or just ace. Ace is more financially stable. Who needs to be a Sugar Son for a House Daddy, when you can just be a rich twink with a 5 star fleshlight? It's Aba-dick-ian Fitch (mwah). But, it's just kinda getting me back into my reclusive tendencies. Tendencies where I just kind of think no one really wants dick, that it's all a lie, and that there's no point in going after guys in the first place. Every compliment is a lie, every wink is tease and every gesture is a joke.... And well, my hopes are just the punchline...... Oh fuck that hurt typing that shit out. Damn...... Might actually be an artist or something, fuck, fam'. LITerature (BAM). But, the thing is, I just kinda feel like older men are just kinda wanting younger guys as a means of a trophy, more so than genuinely want them. With me, I realise that there's possibly going to be a political, emotional, and mental disconnect. And, it's not because they're older than me, but because they're an individual. But, despite all that, I get familiar with older shows, music and such, and still make good jokes in person. I try to expand my horizons and means to understand them, and accept them for who they are... And well, they just seem not to want to do the same. Just be stuck on a loop. But what do you guys think? You think older men want younger guys? Do you think it's possible? No? Or think I should have a brick to the head because I'm culturally appropriating drag queen culture? Leave your thoughts down below as I finish drinking this drink that definitely not piss..... It is most certainly not piss.... I hope the fuck it's not piss..... Well, fuck.

I was supposed to be laying over in Vegas tomorrow night, but forgot that I'd requested a trip trade a couple of weeks ago. Late saturday night I got a text saying I was now going to be in Phoenix on Monday. As I was scrambling to get my uniforms washed and do food prep, I reached out to a few of my fuck buds in Phoenix. 2 had plans already, but "muscles" (my newest fuck bud), was free. And he was willing to come out to my hotel in Tempe to play (our only PHX layover hotel that's in the suburbs). This wasn't going to be a free for all cum fest, no open door with a gang of tops coming in to use me. It was just the two of us flip fucking for a couple of hours. Of course this included mutual rimming, oral, and a LOT of making out. He's a very good kisser, loves to eat ass, and his body is amazing...the kind you want to hold onto and rub up against for extended periods of time...which I did! I was the first to cum....I had him on his side, and I was sort of behind him, sort of on top of him kissing his ear when I blew my load. I usually stay hard after I cum, so I continued to pump his ass while he milked my dick. After I slid out, I got on my back and he dove into my ass. He must have been pretty worked up because he blew his load in about 2 minutes. Then we spooned and made out some more. At about 10:45pm, we went out for a quick bite to eat...almost a regulation date except that we fucked first LOL. We both agreed it was hot to be out and about with cum in our holes. I got my schedule for March, and as of now I have 5 PHX layovers. I also have one SLC, and have a big dicked top bud there...He's already got me on his calendar, can't wait to see him. I'm sure I'll see "muscles" again next month, but also hoping I can meet up with my 9" top bud too. And maybe get in a visit or two to Flex.

I also have an Appreciation for this piercing. https://assets.s3xstatic.com/bz/uploads/monthly_2020_02/4CB06D4C-1307-4A35-93F2-264DC3884BB6.jpeg.a52c4c0375f29c2816a7c032edd3f006.jpeg

I wear a 000 gauge regular PA that stretches a hole good. Can’t imagine what that would do!!😈

You sound like a kind and considerate man. I agree with most of what you're saying except for last statement. Would it be better to meet an older man in a non sexual setting then?

Yes, older guys like younger, but the two age groups can view things differently and both parties should try to understand where the other is coming from. Being older, I've learned that my FB's are valuable, they won't be around forever, and it's OK to like them without wanting to be BF's. That said, most of my FB's are younger, they often want an impersonal, sexually-focused association, and are turned-off by friendly, G-rated interactions of any kind. They also expect me to keep-up, so it's important for older men not to inflate their prowess and make promises they can't keep, and for younger guys not to assume an older guy's friendliness is necessarily an attempt to get closer, we just know your value, sometime's we get excited about it and it shows. In my view, these are minor considerations when compared to sexual compatibility, which is what really matters.

Hi there, I'm 19 from Australia. From a young age I was trained and used by father and brother. By 14 I was taking loads from randoms in parks and public toilets. I started to top aswell at around 16. Love public and outdoor sex and drinking piss. Not on Prep, but suprisingly (and dissapointing not poz yet) Hit me up to chat.

In order to help us advise you further, it may be helpful for us to know exactly what YOU want out of a relationship with an older man. One thing is for sure, older men come with ‘baggage’, emotional and otherwise, and usually lots of it. Unless you live under a rock, you just don’t get through life without accumulating baggage along the way- the older you get, the more you acquire. It always makes me laugh when I see profiles from younger guys that specify “no dramas” or “no baggage” as if the ultimate goal in life is to sail through it looking cool in a pair of this season’s must-have shades, without anything ever happening to you, good or bad. Btw, I’m not saying that you are like this at all @Sunovabesh- your post is thoughtful and obviously borne out deep frustration. Also, don’t forget that a lot of older men grew up in a time when being gay was quite a lot harder than it is now, and this leaves scars. I’m not saying that it’s all smiles and roses for young people coming out today either- but it is something to bear in mind when confronted with the neuroses of my generation. Relationships are hard! Don’t give up and throw in the towel just yet. Enjoy your youth while you’ve got it- it doesn’t last long, and you’ll be joining us old boys on the bench opposite sooner than you think!

I admire your restraint -- aggravated assault or attempted murder would have been my first reaction, mitigated only by the fact that he paid for your travel. This is a specific example of the principle "watch what you ask for because you may get it." A more light-hearted phrasing is "the dog that chased the car and caught it." Down on the ground, though, it's a display of fear and self-doubt: your arrival means that if Mr. G [for "older guy"] puts much thought and effort into achieving a goal, by Gad, he can do it. So what does that mean for the last 45 or 50 years of his life? --Another example of this comes to mind -- Craigslist was famous for having M4M ads in which the writer would fervently express his desire to have a man with 8 inches or more come by and plow him like he was a prairie in the spring. No prize for guessing a frequent outcome: it's too big, I'm not ready, this is a bad time, blah, blah, blah. I don't know the fancy psych term for all of this, but the word "avoidance" is coming to mind. Actually, as I sit here typing, it sounds like a pretty good description. -- I suppose my point is that your experiences, aggravating as they are, are within well-worn patterns of human behavior. I readily admit that being in the midst of the encounter is uncomfortable at best and quickly approaches the level of "damn annoying." At a bit more abstract level, the issue of loneliness among the elderly is a concern especially in the health care context -- folks who have frequent bouts of loneliness or social isolation have a higher risk of malnutrition, injuries caused by falls, heart problems, etc. But you're not required to make the world a better place just because some guy sees you as the panacea to all of his emotional and psychological woes. The catchline "make the world a better place if you can" doesn't require herculean efforts on the part of the listener, just that the listener do what he can to improve his little corner of the world. I can't adopt every dog that's in an animal shelter in the US, but I can (and did) adopt two rescue dogs -- their world is pretty good and so is mine, but I digress. Going on a date, however you want to define that term, doesn't require you to have a master's degree in social work so you can be your companion's therapist for the evening. At the risk of making too broad a generalization, that's how men of that generation (hell, it's my generation also since I'm in my 60s) learned how to approach conflict. The emotional sensitivity that -- watch out for another broad generalization -- guys of your generation possess (or at least have been exposed to) was something that developed in the mid- to late-80s. By then, all of us poor saps had been molded and formed, and it could take some real god-damned effort to change. Again, at the risk of boring the reader, it took me 4 years of therapy to get myself on a better emotional path, and the emotional and psychological reactions of 50+ years ago still occasionally flare up. I'm not excusing their behavior towards you, just trying to explain it. I don't have any other ideas, clever or otherwise, at the moment about this. I'll mention though [that damn risk of boredom again] that my boyfriend of almost 2 years is more than 20 years younger than I am. There are guys of my age who really do give a damn about younger guys and who appreciate the energy and perspective they bring. (Note that trophy spouses are a societal-wide phenomenon, and if you read enough history, you'd think that's what the societal elite is about -- who's on whose arm and getting laid that night. A note of appreciation though (this and $3 gets you coffee somewhere in America).... thanks for raising the subject and for challenging us to look at ourselves and around us. You can modestly disavow any intent to have such an effect, but thanks for the time and effort.

I normally don't bother with Sauna's on the weekends, but decided to see what Wet was like on a Saturday afternoon - was reasonably busy but there wasn't a lot that I found interesting: the one guy that I connected with was looking for a bottom so that was definitely a fail 😞 So I took a pass out and came back later in the evening - definitely more interesting then. I was in the darkroom and heard what I thought was an Asian guy being fucked - I've found that several of the Asian bottoms that I have fucked over the years have a distinctive whimper and this guy was true to the type. Once my eyes adjusted, I could see that the noise was coming from a three way, and I couldn't work out which one of the two being fucked was making the noise (the one in the middle who was fucking/being fucked) or the one who was the bottom. When the top guy eventually pulled off, it was the bottom that was making the noise - I decided to continue watching the shadows fuck and eventually the meat-in-the-sandwich pulled off and left. The bottom started looking around for more tops and he felt my rock hard cock ... and at that distance I could tell that he was indeed an Asian guy, so jackpot! I stuck my hand down to feel his ass: was loose from all the fucking he'd had but was also quite dry - perfect as it gives plenty of friction. He knelt in front of me and presented his ass - no wanting to suck, the slut just wanted to banged and banged. So I slide inside him and started to pound away at his loose hole. The whimpering started up again with a bit of quiet verbal - "fuck me", "fuck me harder", "fuck me faster" ... of course I was obliging 🙂 I lent against his back and whispered in his ear that I was going to cum inside him ... "breed me" was the answer, so I fill him with my 5-day load. I pulled out and he turned over , laid on his back and raised his hole for me to continue to fuck. I slide back inside his noise moist hole and continued to fuck a second load inside him ... he continued with the verbal, was a super hot time and I blew a second load. Was a really hot time, and what made it even hotter was when I waited outside the dark room to see him leave - he was one of these innocent looking dorky Asian kids: the type you think hang out in the Uni computer lab ... when what he actually was was a total bareback bottom slut that loved getting pounded anonymously in bath house. I got hard again and went to find another hole ...

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

I addressed this subject back in 2017. This is very simple and fucking fun! I have done this several times. You just need a catheter for each man, and a "barrel" connector. Best to use a Foley catheter because once inserted, the balloon is inflated and it locks the catheter in place.

Same, well I've been BBing longer ... I think 15 years now, so ever since college. What kinks / tabboo do people mean? I still do NOT, after all these years: ParTy Scat Fist I have gotten into "[banned word] / kinky" stuff, if these count, like: Saunas Gloryholes Anon making homemade Porno

how's the chase moving for you?

Chub ass in Minnesota.

Use oil based lube to lube up your ass and condoms will break easily. Then you get their loads. Most guys won't pull out and put on another condom.

You're right, a good case of the fuck flu.

Justin heard a beating on his door and the attend said, put your fucking money in the machine and he quickly put a dollar in and text the number on the card. His text said: Justin - Hi, you just gave me your card and told me to text you before I left the booth. The guy - Good fucking whore,I could tell the moment you started sucking my big dick that you were a slut worth keeping. There are rules for fag whores and I need to know you will follow them. You do not text me but only answer future text, you will serve me and any man I direct you to service now and in the future. You will be available when your slut whore mouth is needed. Do you understand your role faggot whore? Justin - Yes I do! The guy - You will receive at text at 5:30 tonight with directions. No fucking questions, there will be a note at the door when you arrive and you will be a good faggot whore and follow every detail. Understood? Justin - Yes! Justin fed another dollar in and rubbed his dick. He wanted to text him back but fought off the desire to ask him any questions. He slipped his sunglasses and hat back on and got dressed and left the boon and headed home. He needed to be back at 5 to be there for the construction worked. He decided to go at 4:15 to make sure he had cum in his ass when the guy used him again. Justin stopped at the ATM on the way home to get more cash for the booths and made him home by noon, When he arrived he got on the bed and slipped off his shorts and played with his hole and tasted the cum inside and rubbed his dick and got it to harden up a little and jacked off and came hard again then dozed off to sleep. He woke up two hours later and got up and showed, the cum was still on his stomach from his hard cum. He felt a little rough and def thirsty. He went the fridge and remember he had not gotten anything on the way to or back from the Bookstore so he grabbed one of the drinks number one and drank it down. Then stripped and hopped in the shower but could not get himself to clean the hot cum he had in his ass out. He just dried off and went to the computer. He pulled up BBRT. He had 75 messages this time. The first one was a guy who had emailed him the day before and told him he wanted to blow his poz nut in his hot neg ass and he was going to do it very soon! He had pulled number two from the breeding order so that neg boy hole would soon be his. He looks the guys picture, no face but a hot body and a beautiful 9" dick with PA. Justin closed it and sat there and rubbed his dick and then opened it again and had to look at this guy again. Wow! Then he saved it and opened the next email. In the back of his mind he was struggling with two competing thoughts, first why where those dicks so hot on those Poz guy and Why would want to fuck his neg ass. His balls tingled and the next three emails were all poz guys. Most of them were from out of town. and but one common theme, they all wanted to put their poz dick in his unprotected hole several spelled out. Fuck, that was sick Poz dick fucking a my hole but their dicks were so hot and he was totally horny. He had several guys ask him if he was on PreP. he responded that he did not know what that was and the guys emailed back good! Hate boys who do that shit! Justin thought it must be a street drug. within 20 minutes of telling those guys that he was not on PreP he had over 100 emails. He looked at his clock and closed BBRT and headed to the shower to clean out so he was ready to take some fresh cum. He needed to be back to the GH by 4PM so he was ready by 4:30 for the construction guy.

We wandered back to the bar, going in the back door this time. Joey had seen us so by the time we got to the bar two pints were waiting for us. "You like that hoppy shit as I recall" Joey said and I nodded. "Good crowd tonight. Judging by the cars and the campsites most are staying here?" I asked Joey. "Mmmhmm. Should be a wild weekend" he replied. "Hey, can we grab a couple burgers, Joey?" I asked after taking a gaze around the bar. "Sorry, ran out of em a few hours ago. Pizza is all that's left" Joey said not waiting for a reply as he unwrapped one and tossed it in the little oven. Most of the guys in the bar were older than Louis and I but a handful were about our age. There really wasn't a single type of guy - tall, short, thin, thick, hairy, smooth but most had a beard and were evenly split between wearing shirts, mostly tees or tanks, and those just in their jeans or shorts. A lot of eyes were looking us over as we drank our beers and waited for the pizza. We got another beer and chowed down on the pizza as we scoped out the crowd. Once we were done guys started coming over and saying "hi." Some would chat and then ask if we were staying in the campground and seemed to be happy that we were going to be there for the weekend. Just before midnight Joey rang the bell and yelled out "Last call" and most of the crowd grumbled. Louis looked at me and said "What the fuck?" "This isn't some club in the city. They close early up here. It doesn't mean the fun ends... it just moves somewhere else" I replied. I grabbed a six pack to go and gave Louis a nudge. "Come on" I said and started to walk back towards our tent. We got back to the tent and I opened a couple bottles, handing one to Louis. I pulled my t-shirt off and threw it in the tent and held my hand out for Louis to give me his. Digging in his bag, I handed him his harness and then grabbed my own. Now properly dressed, we started to wander around the campground which was filling up as the bar emptied. We followed the path around and got to the back of the campground where only the moonlight that made it through the trees kept us from being in total darkness. I should have known better because almost immediately a couple guys jumped out from behind a large bush and pulled a heavy cloth bag over my head and cinched it tight. Louis screamed out "FUCK!!" and I knew they had got him too. I tried to struggle but without being able to see, I was just wasting my energy. My hands got pulled behind my back and bound. We got led about 50 yards and then we stopped. I could sense a bunch of people around me including the two that were holding on to me tightly. "Get their boots and jeans off" some deep, gruff sounding voice said. I felt someone grab my left boot and then muttered "Fuck... laces" before he unlaced and pulled off my tall boots. The right boot was dispatched and then my jeans were tugged off. A few hands rubbed over my exposed furry ass and a couple guys made some appreciative comments. My hands were untied and heavy leather cuffs were placed over each wrist. I was pushed a few more feet and my hands were placed on a horizontal steel rod before the cuffs were secured with the clicks from a padlock. I felt a large tree right in front of my face and gave a tug with my hands to confirm they were connected with some rope or cable on the other side of the tree. A few seconds later I felt another pair of hands on the steel rod and figured it was Louis. "Welcome to the Pig Poke, guys. You're the pigs that were selected and the rest of us get to do the pokin'" the same deep voice said followed by a hearty laugh. I braced against the handle and quickly had someone kick my legs apart. My ass got spread open, lube was dripped over my hole and a few fingers roughly pushed it inside. Another squirt of lube and the fingers were replaced by a thick cock pushing in. I heard a loud slap in front of me, followed by "Loosen up, motherfucker!" A few seconds later I heard Louis groan and knew he was taking his first dick of the night. The guy fucking me had quickly built up a firm, fast pace and I doubted he would last much longer. It seemed he hadn't fucked anyone in a while and needed to get off ASAP. I mumbled "Enjoy the ride" to Louis as the guy behind me slammed into my hole a few more times before shooting what felt like a gallon of cum up my chute. The grunting in front of me didn't sound like Louis and the growl that came next definitely wasn't his so it was probably Louis' fucker unloading inside of him. My guy pulled out and was replaced right away. The new guy had a bit more girth but was a little shorter and soon I felt his large belly and chest on my back and his heavy breath on my neck. He knew how to fuck, though, and his cock felt good in my now cummy hole. A loud groan next to my ear told me I was getting another stranger's load. Another cock was soon driving into my hole, this one feeling thinner but much longer. Someone pulled the cloth bag tight over my face and held some poppers to my nose. I took a few hits and then felt my hole relax some more. A slap to my head told me to work my ass on the cock that was plowing me. This guy lasted longer than the other two and I heard him getting some grief from the other guys for hogging my hole. He started hammering and then dumped his load in me. This continued for a couple hours, I think. We were buzzed with beer when we started and the poppers, cigar and pot smoke I was inhaling while getting fucked had me flying. I totally lost track of time and how many guys fucked or bred me. Guy after guy took turns fucking my hole until it was sore and gaping. Some took a couple minutes and others much longer. I know a few guys came back for very sloppy seconds. At the end my legs were sticky and cum had dried in the hair on my ass and legs. Finally, when there was no one else wanting our used up holes a couple guys unlocked us from the tree and led us back to our tent. They left the cuffs on our wrists and when I heard the zipper on the tent door stop, I reached up and pulled the cloth bag off of my head. I helped Louis get his bag off too and we laid there motionless for a few minutes. My body hurt and I could still feel cum dripping out of my ass. "What the fuck just happened" Louis asked. "Sorry, that's not what I had planned, Louis. We got royally fucked" I replied. I pulled Louis close to me and wrapped my arm around him as we faded off to sleep.

Ditto on both. To me, a defining characteristic of an adult (be they man or woman) is their desire, willingness and ability to provide for their self. If i want a pet, i'll get a dog...(and a dog would likely fuck me for free or dog food lol).

Still getting messages over this story, which is flattering as fuck. And yes, I'm still planting loads in those hairy cubs' asses.

Jerry heard the back door open and Rod called, "Jerry, you here?" " I am bro, I'm in your room waiting to check you out," came the answer. Before he even started up the stairs he said my Mom and Dad called, asked if it would be all right with me if they spent the night. I told them I'd get Rog to stay with me. " Best friends are great to have. And a best friends Big Bro is a lifesaver," he practically shouted. Jerry smiled a big smile knowing he wasn't even on call for work. He was still smiling when Rod walked in the door . "Happy to see me," Rod asked. Jerry answered, "Sure, I know when someone needs my professional expertise." Jerry thought to himself if Rod only knew what kind of professional expertise he meant. He might not be so happy. Well, Rod, it is time to have a look. Rod's routine was simple, loafers off first, socks, shirt, then finally pants. He always followed the routine. Jerry pulled out his surgical scissors and began cutting off the gauze. When the thing was finally free, Jerry thought it had grown since this morning. Rod asked, "Jerry, how does it feel." Rod blushed when he answered, " it needs to be jacked. It has been hard so long that my balls ache." Jerry said, " just blue balls it will go away if we can get the thing to go down. I think, we'll let the air get to it. Is it all right for you to stay naked. I mean no one is at home." Rod only guessed it would be all right. But Jerry insisted on another treatment, so out came the rod, really a sound and a larger one than before. This time Jerry inserted it 6 times. Jerry smiled knowing that cock wasn't going down. In an hour or so, Rod would let Jerry do anything to make it go down. Then Jerry pulled out the buttplug. It made a plopping noise and Rod moaned a pitiful moan and mumbled, "I feel so empty, Jerry. I hate the way it feels." Jerry knew what to do, He pulled out a large needless syrings, already loaded with lube laced with G. "This will help, Bud," is all that he said. He flooded Rod's ass with the G laced lube. Within miutes, Rod needed the nasal spray. He felt weird. Jerry said that Rod needed a more powerful version. He opened a brown bottle and put it under Rod's nostrils right and left. He had him take six hits, err, breaths. Rod was flying high. Jerry wondered about the syringe of Miss Tina. Then decided that he wouldn't need it. He might not need the truth serum. The kid was flying high than a kite. Jerry watched as Rod tried to put his hand in his ass. Rod couldn't even realize what he was doing. He'd soon be a zombie. Jerry got a pan with some water and waited. When Rod's hand went limp, Jerry pulled it out of the hottest ass. He put the blindfold on the boy. His identity was still obvious. He used an alcohol soluable marker to write clumsily. I am a cumslut on Rod's abdomen. He extracted a series of dildoes from his suitcase. Wrapping Rods fingers around each one. He took a pic with the dido in hand, then a pic with the dildo in ass. He started with the smallest and ended with the biggest buttplug Jerry had. Jerry left the buttplug in to stretch that virgin hole. He kept sending them to his home computer so as not to overload his phone. He pulled out the entire package of sounds and worked on Rod's cock until he could take the biggest of the lot. Rod actually appeared to have a slight smile on his face and looked totally content. The pics would prove invaluable. Jerry cleaned the writing off the unsuspecting boy's abdomen. Then lifted the jock's legs. Jerry had the up high, the phone was set on movie. He pulled out that big plug and shoved in his dick in one push. Jerry fucked that hole until he couldn't hold back the cum any longer. He reinserted the small butt plug. Jerry went to the kitchen to get food and find sport's drinks. Rod was going to need hydration and the electrolytes badly when he started to come around.

After reading Mr. Benson letter and thinking for a few I take him up on his offer. I'm to get rid of everything I own which is not much and his car will pick me up. The only thing I have when the car picks me up is the clothes on my back.Once in the car a blind food is put on and I'm placed inside the trunk, so I have no idea where they are taking me. Once we arrive its like a where house underground basement, I taken out of the car and told to remove my clothes as I'm to always be naked unless otherwise. I meet mr. Benson and takes to a room and tells me to sit. He says 3 things can happen to you here as you have no family and no one cares about but me. #1 You become one of my assistance. #2 You are given to another Master and he can do anything he wants with you. #3 You are incorrigible so we will either just remove your balls or your dick & balls and through you on the streets. #4 You are sent to Tijuana Mexico so the gamblers can use you as they take bets on how big of a dildo in length and diameter you can take. It's said you get your hole wrecked really good . I could not say the real thing as it would treat the rules here. Today we are going to show some of the good work we do as this one who we have been watching for some time goes around and beats up people who are Gay and leaves some with permeant injuries, so now it's our turn to get revenge. I'm sitting in a chair in this room with mirrors all around so I will be able. to see everything. The boy looks to be about 20 with a really hot mussel built body and is screaming like they are going to take his life. He is brought to a bench by two of Mr. Benson assistance and strap down tight and his legs are spread wide. Mr. Benson cones in the room in a robe and when he take it off you can see all his body piercings and tattoos. He knees down to the boy and says You have done a lot of damage to people that all they want to do is live in peace, so today we are going to give you something that will live with you till the day you die. Mr.Benson dick is like a rock it's bigger than a beer can is round and as long as my forearm and I took it balls deep. I can see Mr. Benson is rubbing his P.A. on the boys hole as he is screaming he is not a faggot, as Mr. Benson just laughs and in one sudden motion shoves his dick all the way in. The noise coming the boy is like he is being killed and it is as in a few weeks he will be carrying Mr. Benson POZ load for the rest of his life. Mr. Benson is fucking him as hard as he can and I can see some dark blood coming from his hole. When Mr. Benson explodes after 30 minutes of the hordes fucking I have ever seen he tells the boy to clean his dick and refuses to so Mr. Benson looks at me with a smile and I go over right in front of the boys face get on my knees and start to clean Mr. Benson dick with my mouth as the two assistance start to fuck the boy. After they were finished they gave the boy a heavy slam and a plug up his ass then took him to his cell. This went on every day and by the third week not only did he get the fuck flu but was begging to get fuck and slammed. Once he tested POZ he was released and the Police we waiting for him as he had arrest warrants on him for many charges. Mr. Benson knew some in the prison he went to and ask them if they could make him the prison bitch. It was said that that boy was the best bitch they ever had and left with full blown AIDS.

After reading the incredible "Pregnancy by Sperminator" on Breeding Zone, I thought for sure Spermpig had made it all up. Since Craigslist shut down their personals a while back, I figured there was no way I would ever be able to find Sperminator. But the story made me so horny I just had to look, because I love the thrill of the risk of taking loads so much. Unfortunately for me my internet search skills are very good, because I eventually did find Sperminator's ad on another site. I thought to myself "OMG, this just can't be real". But curiosity got the better of me and I couldn't help but respond to the ad, figuring it was just a joke put there by someone from this site that had read the story. Much to my surprise the next day I found a reply from Sperminator waiting in my inbox. Of course he lives in a different city, but I had some leave I needed to take before the end of the fiscal year anyway so I booked a plane ticket and a room at a nice hotel near the airport. Once I had arrived and checked in, I sent a text to the number he had given me and a few minutes later received a reply. I texted back the hotel address and my room number, very horny with anticipation. I never thought my deepest, darkest fantasy might come true, but here I was prepping my ass and getting ready for his arrival. It seemed like an eternity but it was probably really less than 45 minutes when I heard a knock on my room door. I let him in and true to the description in the story he was a very large but well built black man and he was wearing a shirt and grey sweat pants. I could already see that even soft his package left a large bulge and I couldn't wait to see it up close for myself. I told him that I'd seen the story online and knew I needed to have him stop my biological clock. He told me to get down and suck him to get his cock ready to impregnate my ass. At his command I dropped to my knees and pulled down his sweats until his dick was free, nearly to his knees and not even hard yet. Spermpig was definitely not exaggerating. I set to work on it, but didn't have any more luck getting even half of it in than Spermpig did. I did manage to get it up to full mast, and it definitely had to be around 13" and 7+" around in the thick part. As I got down on all fours on the bed he warned me that I was definitely going to be walking funny for at least a week and I had no doubt that this was indeed a dick I would never forget. He told me that since I was such a chaser already he wouldn't let me ride it first, but since he was feeling generous he would go slow at first until my hole was fully stretched out. He got up behind me and adjusted my position to line up his big torpedo shaped dick at my hole and I could feel his well lubricated head start to press against my hole. I couldn't believe I was really doing it, letting a big poz dick fuck my neg hole and maybe impregnate me. But it was definitely for real as his big dick started to make entry stretching my sphincter as wide as it ever had been. And I'd been practicing with the largest black dildo I could find in order to try to get my hole prepared for this monster dick. But like Spermpig, my hole was definitely not ready. It felt like I had a fireplace log being forced into me as he forcefully but slowly stretched me out to accommodate his girth. When the wide part started to stretch me he grabbed my hips firmly and increased the pressure. I was hoping that I would be lucky enough that it would take at least two or three times for my ass to get knocked up, but true to Sperminator's reputation my pregnancy test came back positive the first time. I really had to have that big dick again though and figuring that he might not have an interest in fucking me again once I was pregnant I got on my computer and made up some fake negative test results. I was able to arrangedto meet him two more times before he figured it out. He was a little upset at my deception, but said he understood why I wanted to keep getting fucked. Even though my ass is now ruined, I still crave for his big dick to pump his seed into me but somehow now that I've been knocked up the thrill is gone since there isn't the risk of getting pregnant anymore. What gives me a thrill now is thinking about spreading the gift to unsuspecting tops.

Very busy and under a bit of pressure at work - I really didn't have time for a lunch time hook up - but I made time. I'd been chatting to a guy who was staying in a hotel near my office - not my usual type, he was a few years older than me and very hairy, but he had a really nice big hairy cock and, like me, he was very horny. I walked round to his hotel and a short time later I was sucking his cock and licking his sweaty, hairy arse hole. We were both getting close so I took off my trousers and pants and knelt up on the bed. His profile said safe only, but he didn't take much persuading to go up me raw and soon he was fucking me - he started off slowly and then began to fuck me harder - it was one of the hardest and best fucks I've had in a long time and he shot a nice big load up me. I sat in a budget setting meeting this afternoon with a pleasant, wet, full feeling in my arse and kept his load up me all afternoon - just pushed it out when I got in from work about half an hour ago.

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

Motel 2400 basically exists as a cheap hookup motel

Love savoring a mouthful of goo, but also love it ALL OVER my face if an audience is gonna see it, like at a party or in a bar. Major bukkake fetish here. I also love stepping out of a dirty bookstore booth into a crowded hallway with a beard full of goo -- maybe little ropes of cocksnot dangling off my beard -- for other customers and bookstore employees to see and comment on. "What a fuckin whore."

Chapter 8 Hi guys, Adam here. I know you were expecting Scotty’s big reveal but I promise he’ll be back soon. Just a little about me. I just turned 32 last week. I moved to the city a year ago when I was offered an amazing job opportunity, which so far has been great. I’m a small guy, 5’5”, 140, my haircut is really short and I keep myself totally smooth, which I know some guys don’t like but I’ve found it makes me look a lot younger when I’m naked. Which in turn seems to attract older guys which I really, really like. Oh yeah and I’m a ginger. I’m pretty shy so I haven’t made a lot of friends since I moved here. I love dancing, so for my birthday I decided fuck it and took myself out to one of the gay dance clubs. I made sure to have lots of liquid courage so I wouldn’t care what anyone thought of me. A couple of hours in and this hot daddy was eyeing me up and down. I had to pee so I headed to the bathroom. As I was doing my business I looked over and there he was stroking his hard dick. I didn’t even think just dropped to my knees and started sucking. Thank you liquid courage! He stopped me after a few seconds and dragged me into one of the stalls. “Take your pants down boy, I’m gonna fuck you.” It it didn’t take long before he blew his load deep inside me, and with that he was out the door. I went home shortly after that and made sure to keep his load inside. I know the dangers of bare backing but really don’t care. I mean it’s not like I get fucked that much anyway and honestly this was the first time since I moved to the city. Besides aren’t most guys on PrEP now anyway. A couple of days later I went to go pee and it was like pissing glass. Oh great my one fuck in a year and the asshole gives me Gono. That’ll teach me. Since I hadn’t been in the city long I really hadn’t set up any doctors so I went on line trying to find a gay doc. I know I could’ve just gone to one of the urgent cares but I’d had bad experiences with them back in my home town so I tended to avoid them like the plague. I knew in a big city the staff probably wouldn’t be as judgmental but I really did want a gay doc so prefect timing. Right?? I finally found one that looked promising and had great reviews. I called the office Monday morning as soon as they opened. “Hello, Dr. Manning’s office this is Matty how can I help you this beautiful morning?” Oh great a cheerful guy first thing in the morning. “Umm hi. My name’s Adam. I’m hoping to get in to see the doctor as soon as possible.” “Are you an existing patient?” “No I’ve never seen Dr. Manning before.” “Okay his first appointment for new patients is in two months.” “Shit two months really? Is there anyway you can squeeze me in sooner.” I started to panic. I mean I know this was no big deal, but guys it felt like I was pissing glass! “Okay honey, calm down it’ll be okay. Tell Matty what’s going on.” “I think I have Gono.” I could swear he was trying not to laugh at me but he remained professional. “Okay honey let me see what I can do. I’m going to put you hold for a second.” A few minutes later he came back on the line. “Okay can you come in around 1pm today?” “Oh my god thank you. Yes that works great.” “Okay then you’re all set. Please make sure to bring your insurance card with you and we’ll see you this afternoon.” I arrived promptly at one and fuck me if the receptionist wasn’t the cutest guy I’d ever seen. I usually don’t go for guys my age or younger but damn. Plus he was small like me so he was probably a total bottom anyway. Oh well not like anything would happen at my doctors office. Matty was sweet as could be and got me all squared away. I didn’t have to wait too long before a hot nurse came to get me. “Hi I’m Chris, if you’ll follow me.” Fuck me this place was a gay man’s wet dream. He lead me to a really small exam room tucked off a short hallway. “Sorry for the room. We usually don’t use this one but since we’re a little busy today hope you mind.” “No it’s perfect. I’m just glad you guys could fit me into today.” I explained to Chris why I was there. He took all my vitals, put the information into my chart and left me to wait for the doctor. As he closed the door it tried to latch but didn’t take so the door remained open about an inch. About five minutes later I could hear voices out in the hall. This exam room was close to where the nurse had his station. It sounded like a very excited Matty speaking to Chris. “Holy fuck did you check your texts?” “No Matty I’m working. You know I don’t look at my phone when I’m with a patient.” “Your not with a patient you’re in the hall. Check your fucking phone.” I was trying not to laugh. They were so funny together. “Holy fucking shit. This is great!” “I know right?” “Has doc seen this?” “I don’t think so. He’s finishing up with a patient. He’s going to be thrilled. I know he’s been anxiously awaiting waiting for the news.” “Fuck we all have Matty.” Just then a third voice joined in. “I’m assuming since Matty is away from the front desk that you both saw Scotty’s text.” “Sorry doc. I was just so excited I couldn’t wait to tell Chris.” “It’s okay, I totally understand. Scotty’s been a special group project and I think it’s safe to say we’ve all grown close to him over the past few weeks.” “Should we call him, make sure he’s alright?” “I already did the second I saw his text. He says he feels like shit but is hornier than ever.” “Do you think he’s really seroconverting?” “Well based on his symptoms I’d say yes we were successful. We’ll give the virus a few days then take some blood to confirm. In the meantime Chad is heading over to take care of him for now. We can all go after we’re done with our last patient. Matty, can you make a schedule for the next few days so one of us is always with him?” “Of course.” “Chad can do the day shift since he can work from anywhere. Okay guys let’s take care of our other patients so we can go be with our newest family member.” “Doc the walk-in patient is in room 4. Oh fuck you don’t think he just heard our conversation do you?” I think they just realized the door hadn’t closed all the way. Oh and for the record I had heard ever last twisted word and my dick was rock hard! “Damn it! I know we don’t use that room much but we really need to fix that damn door.” A few seconds later there was a knock and yep you guessed it another hottie walked in. “Hi I’m Dr. Manning, he said as he reached out to shake my hand.” “I’m Adam.” “Nice to meet you Adam. I apologize if you heard our conversation out in the hallway. We should have been more discreet. I hope you weren’t offended.” “Don’t worry about sir. I wish I could say I hadn’t heard anything but one look at my dick and you’d know I was lying.” “Well Adam, good to know. Now what brings you here today?” He now had a big grin on his face. He did a quick exam and agreed with my Gono assessment. “So not your first time huh.” “Nope,” I sheepishly said. “Nothing to be ashamed of son. It’s all part of being a good slut. STDs are all part of the package. Do you want an HIV test today while we’re at it?” “Might as well. Who knows what else the fucker gave me.” “It seems you wouldn’t be to upset if your test came back poz.” “Well sir, before I moved here I was pretty sexually active. I was from a small town but I had a group of fuck buds that kept me satisfied. Since moving here I’ve been in a bit of a dry spell. I’m shy so meeting new guys is hard for me and I’m not really into anonymous hookups. Well usually not.” “He chuckled. “So with your fuck buds would you play safe or raw? Are you on PrEP?” “Not on PrEP. As for safe vs raw, both really. Depended on what the top wanted. I didn’t care either way as long as I was getting fucked. I figured there was a good chance I’d catch the big one but honestly wasn’t too worried. But I gotta say overhearing your conversation, fuck I know it’s sick and twisted but damn, it turned me on.” I could tell doc was liking the way this was going as his scrubs were starting to tent. “Son trust me. There’s nothing wrong with the feelings your experiencing and if you’re still neg I can certainly help change that, if that’s what you want.” “My brain’s saying ‘you’re fucking crazy, but my dick is saying ‘about fucking time’.” “So who’s winning?” “My dick sir!” “Okay here’s what we’re going to do. I’m going to have Chris come in and give you a shot so we can clear up your Gono, then in a few days the office will contact you to let you know when you need to come back in to begin your treatment.” “Treatment?” “For HIV,” he said with a wicked grin. That will give you time to decide if this course of action is right for you. If you agree I think you’ll be a prefect surprise for the newest member of our family. You know what they say, the newly diagnosed are extremely toxic. Any questions?” “No this has been a weird but amazing visit I’m so glad I found you and was able to get in so fast.” “It’s funny how the universe works. Okay I hope to see you soon.” The rest of the visit was over pretty fast and now here I sat a few days later on a late Friday afternoon sitting in Dr. Manning’s waiting room about to change my life forever.

For me, I was kinky from the days when I was humping a pillow (around age 6) and it progressed from there. In my teens, dirty magazines kept my hand busy. Dabbled in cross dressing, wondering what it was like to be a girl. When I finally got a girlfriend at age 18(we married at 20), I lost my virginity to her mom...the kink started ramping up. Penthouse mags were my choice at first, then incestual magazines, then transsexual caught my fancy. As I got older, I was wondering about what would be like to suck someone’s dick and I’ve always had a fascination with things up my ass. Once I sucked and once I swallowed, I wanted more coco to suck. Eventually the owners of the cocks I was sucking wanted to put it in me. Trial and error found that I enjoyed another’s guy’s flesh in me. Eventually that al led to not getting enough and then I found ABS’s and glory holes and Steamworks and multiple guys. I found I love being the center of attention and a craving for cum. I eventually found a guy who loves my body the way it is and makes me feel like the gurl I am inside. It was only after about 8 times together that he came out to me as being poz undetectable and now I am progressing into another aspect of sex. Not sure where that’s going to lead me too yet...

When we got into the house, Logan led the stampede to my playroom while I brought up the rear, handling a few things; while the playroom had a fridge with various beverages and a humidor with cigars - I didn't keep liquor in there and I had a feeling there might be call for a bottle of Jack Black, and I dealt with a few little things so they wouldn't be distractions later. By the time I got into the playroom, Gerry was down on his knees with Zeb leaning against the fuck bench, semi-squatting over his beard and Logan slowly working the plug out; the anticipation had Gerry hard and dripping; then the plug popped and the combined fuckslime of 8 men's loads and Zeb's ass juice surged out and hit him square in the moustache, splattering his beard - and then I didn't see much of it as Gerry buried his face in Zeb's hairy crack eating like a starving man and Zeb was whooping and grunting and carrying on. I stepped over to the other side of the fuck bench, took a swig from the bottle of JD then lit a cigar; when that was done, I stared into Zeb's eyes, aimed my cock - and started pissing in his face. "YEEEEEEE-*HAAAA!*" was the response - followed by him guzzling down as much of it as he could. I stepped closer, and found that Zeb's throat was as talented and accommodating as his fuckhole; I quickly pushed down his throat until I was pissing straight down his gullet. I was even more impressed that I was able to finish emptying my bladder that way; Zeb breathed hard when my cock withdrew far enough, but he'd given no signs of distress while I'd had his throat blocked. As I pulled back further, Gerry came up for air - with not only slime all over his beard but plenty of it having dripped down into his thick blond chest rug - and moved around to feed Zeb a mouthful of the slop from his fuckhole. When their tongue-rassling broke off, Logan and I bodily moved Zeb into position on the fuck bench and strapped him down; as soon as he was secured, Logan smeared his ever-present dick drool over his shaft and plowed back into Zeb's hole. "SOOOO-EY! Yeah! Bug me up, biker! Hot damn, even better knowing for SURE you're toxic as hell!" Gerry moved back in front of Zeb and guided his mouth to the splats in his chest hair and beard, which were enthusiastically licked up. When Gerry's beard was no longer dripping, he stood up, smacked Zeb across the face and said "Open up, urinal!" Zeb's mouth instantly fell open and Gerry fed him another hot load of piss, pulling out halfway through to splatter Zeb's big goatee and piss over his shoulder, sending a stream down his spine to vanish into Logan's power-fucking of Zeb's ass. "Gawd-fuckin'-DAMN am I a lucky bug-chasin' faggot slut!" "Kinda late, I admit, but - is there anything you don't do?" Zeb quickly rattled off "Shit, blood, kids, women, permanent damage, severe pain, shaving... oh, and any drugs beyond weed, poppers and booze." "Nothing I'd ever want to do to you, that's for sure." Logan started to grunt louder. "Unf - here it comes, faggot - another big fuckin' load of dirty seed I'm gonna plant deep in your hole! Yeah! Take it, slut - TAKE IT! AAARRRRR!" Zeb was moaning in pleasure and I took that moment to make use of some of the special adaptations on my fuck bench that made it a bit easier than with most for me to plant my sweaty ass in Zeb's face; he immediately started giving Gerry a run for his money in terms of ass-munching talent - that bushy goatee of his felt awesome and he wasn't shy about plunging his tongue as deep as he could get it. I was watching over my shoulder and as soon as Logan stepped away, Gerry stepped up and rammed his cock into Zeb's slick hole. Logan hunkered down and positioned himself so that as Gerry thrust back and forth, his sweaty ass crack rubbed across Logan's beard, eliciting a moan. "Fuck yeah - hot sloppy cumdump on my cock, bushy sweat-soaked beard in my ass crack!" Unfortunately, the position was too awkward to hold for long, and Logan got up and lit a cigar of his own; I stood up and joined him, fetching us both cold beers from the fridge; Zeb got a Coke (which was actually about half JD) and Gerry got cold water - both with straws so they could drink without using their hands. "Goddamn, Papa Bear - I like the way you mix a drink!" Zeb said. "Reminds me of the time a biker fuckbuddy of mine got me drunk 'n stoned and then whored me out to a pack of 1%ers at Sturgis! I was too fucked up to remember numbers, but he said I got 20 loads in my ass that night, and a few more down my throat and all over my face." "1%ers? What club?" Logan asked. "Can't tell ya, but I promise you'd recognize their name if I did. They gave me a card they said I should discreetly show any members I run into; I suspect to them it means 'fuck the bearer cross-eyed' because that's what's happened when I've done that. Of course, in one case they had me on my knees cleaning foreskins and sucking cock out on the patio of a biker bar and when a member of some pissant little club made some snotty remark, they beat the shit out of him - then they had me piss all over him. They wanted to piss on him too, but I told them not to waste it and started guzzling from the tap; they liked that a lot, though they couldn't all hold it until I could drink it so I got drenched too! After that, they spit-roast me and at least 5 of 'em came in my ass. Then the punk started waking up, one of the 1%ers noticed I was hard - so they held him down for me to fuck and breed." "HOT!" Logan boomed. "Well, not so much - he was decent lookin' but his ass was dirty and like I said, I don't do shit... but when 1%ers tell you 'fuck that dude', you do it. I did get to wipe my dick off on his colors, though - kind of the ultimate biker insult, but he just slunk off." The biker talk was clearly turning Logan on, but apparently decided Zeb's tongue had something more important to do - and backed his black-furred ass up to Zeb's face, grunting as he got his sweat-drenched hole tongue-fucked. "Goddamn, yeah!" Gerry exclaimed. "Eat that furry, stinkin' biker hole, pig!" I reached over and popped Zeb's cock out of his rank jockstrap - discovering for the first time that he was lavishly uncut; he was rock hard between the cock in his ass and hairy crack in his face, but his meat was still blind. I skinned it back, revealing a slimy head and I stroked it with my beard, making him tremble. I then started licking, making him twitch - and I could tell from Gerry's reaction he was doing that internally as well. The angle wasn't great, but I positioned myself and as Gerry clearly was on the edge, I swallowed Zeb's cock as far down as I could. He bellowed into Logan's hairy ass and started shooting in my mouth; the clenching I knew his hole was doing pushed Gerry over the edge and he started jackhammering that hole as he spewed his load. Logan moved off, and Zeb looked back at me, grinned and said, "Papa Bear, you are fuckin' EVIL! Fortunately, I like that!" I stood up and motioned Logan over to Gerry - and shared the large mouthful of Zeb's cum with both of them. Gerry's beard was already sticky of course, but Logan and I got to make a fine mess of ours. "Well, since you like evil..." I said, as I stepped up to the fuck bench - and instead of perhaps the ram-to-the-root he was expecting, I slowly slid my thick pozzing tool into Zeb's slick hole. A short shove would be over quickly, but this dragged out the overstimulation of his hole in his post-orgasm state. "AAAAGH! EVIL! Ram it in, fucker, get this over with! GOD... FUCKING... DAMN!" I motioned to the other two - and they knelt down on either side of the fuck bench - which had a fairly narrow but well padded rail to lie on - and they started chewing Zeb's nipples. "AAAA! FUCK! You bastards! AAAAAAAAAAAGH!" I froze. "So... you want us to stop?!" "Damn you, NO! Use me!" So - I plowed in to the root, and started long-dicking his hole, pulling back until the rim of my cockhead was just inside his outer ring then back in all the way to the balls. Logan stopped gnawing on a nipple long enough to grab a ball gag off the wall and stuff it in Zeb's yap, then went back to work on that nipple. Eventually, Zeb's bellows died down to whimpers and I picked up the pace of my fucking. Gerry pulled the gag out of Zeb's mouth, and after a long draught of his drink muttered "I'm such a fuckin' lucky faggot!" Gerry and Logan switched to using their hands on Zeb's nipples and started chanting "Breed the faggot! Seed the faggot! POZ the faggot!" And of course, every time they dropped the six-letter F-bomb, Zeb's rectum spasmed on my shaft getting me a little closer to pumping another charged load into him. "What do you want, Zeb?" "I want your demon seed in me, Papa Bear. I want to be your urinal and be covered in your musk. I want to be the fuckhole you whore out to your friends. I want to finally poz up and be able to pound your strain into any hole you want me to fill. I want to serve and service you, Papa Bear; I want to bring nothing but pleasure into your life." He looked over at Logan "You're still one of the hottest men I've ever met - but there's something about Papa Bear that gets its claws into my pig soul." He turned to Gerry and added "You're one hell of a hot fuck and the best ass eater I've ever known - I hope Papa Bear will allow me to service you often." He looked back over his shoulder. "Assuming that Papa Bear wants to adopt a stinkin' redneck poz-chasing otter pup, that is." That's when I shot my load in him. He moaned and pushed back against me. "But we can discuss that after you finish breedin' my faggot fuckhole with your biohazard ball-juice!" I finished and pulled out; Logan said "One more before we sleep" and must have been on the edge already, as he slamfucked a load into Zeb in record time considering all the fucking he'd done. I knelt down near Zeb's head and said "I don't make snap decisions; especially not when I'm tired and nearly fucked out - and the man who brought it up is more than half drunk. There's plenty we'll have to discuss when we're in our right minds - but for now I'll just say it's definitely something we NEED to talk about." Zeb grinned as I started to unstrap him. "S'all I can ask for, Papa Bear. What do we do now?" "Well, we're going to my oversized bed and get some sleep." "All four of us?!" Gerry asked. "If you like." Gerry looked abashed and said "Will you take it badly if I say I remembered that I have a commitment ... later this afternoon, now ... and I really should get home?" All three of us said "No!" in chorus, which then made us all laugh. I pointed to the open shower in the corner and said "Go clean up - where we can enjoy watching you - and we'll go from there." He cleaned up well; there was only a little smell of manstink, cigar smoke and cum that clung to his clothes and I figured most late-night drivers had smelled worse; really, it could almost pass as an exotic cologne. I made sure he had all the relevant contact info before his Lyft showed up to whisk him home. Logan had already got Zeb upstairs to the bedroom and Logan and I were about to sandwich him between us when he said "Wait! Shouldn't I have a buttplug so I don't get cum all over the sheets?" I pulled him close so my cock settled into the cleft of Zeb's ass - and Logan settled into position in front - as I said "I like cum on my sheets...." and all three of us drifted off to sleep.

my ass in Houston whenever you’re ready

Took the first load of the new year last night. Older aggressive white guy with 8" and thick. He wanted it to be an anon scene. Told me to let myself in, strip myself naked, put on a blindfold, take a deep hit of poppers and wait for him to use my holes. I've always wanted to do an anon scene, so I agreed. That first hit of poppers after I put on the blindfold was incredible. Hearing him approach me without being able to see him was such a turn on. He made me suck his dick before he ate out my hole. I was in bottom heaven with his tongue fucking my hole. Then he made me take a few deep hits and pushed his 8" deep in me. Talked dirty to me the whole time. We fucked in a bunch of positions, and he was getting in painfully deep. Finally bred my ass with me on my stomach and his cock as deep in me as it could go. I loved the feeling of his big dick gliding back and forth in my cummy ass. Took off the blindfold and sucked him clean before heading home. Great way to start the new year.

Club Pittsburgh

PART 14 As my heartbeat returned to normal, the combination or Tom’s cock softening and my still spasming hole forced him to slip out of me with a soft plop. As it did, the anxiety kicked back in. Only now it was more confusing. And I wasn’t sure what I felt. I know I felt some guilt over what I was doing, as well as some guilt for feeling guilty. Four loads of HIV laden sperm shot into me by a guy who I couldn’t seem to resist. Even as I studied the sense of guilt which had assaulted me, I also found the thought of sex with Tom and his poz cum turned me on, just something so strongly attracted me to raw sex. And I was very aware that I was clamping shut in an effort to keep all of his semen in me. I didn’t want any leaking out. But a huge part of me was still screaming 'What the fuck are you doing? This is so risky. HIV. AIDS. But you keep coming back' I told myself. Hell, I had TWO loads in me now and it was barely afternoon. And I had begged for it. And I didn’t notice this before, but it seemed like Tom almost liked cumming in me more than just fucking me. Like giving me his seed was what mattered most. Maybe that was just my imagination. “Earth to Chris. Are you there sexy boy” Tom joked. I guess I had been really lost in my thoughts. “Sorry, I was just thinking. It’s just, and it feels really really good, I just get nervous... your cum and everything,” I said quietly. He looked at me. “You mean, because I have HIV and you keep letting me cum in you? Is that what you mean?” I nodded, affirming his interpretation. “Well, you have had four loads now and you might already have it. Or you don’t. And Chris, this is really it, you can’t stop. Maybe. To be honest, I think you are already too hooked on barebacking. But you could stop and go back to your old life. I don’t think that’s what you want though. I think what you want and really at this point ,what you need is to keep giving in. To live with the consequences of being a cum dump bottom boy. And yeah, that means eventually you'll end up with HIV. I have friends that would love to give you what you need. I could keep you full every day. I have friends that would come over right now. I already told them about you and they are aching to fuck you. Aching to be inside you when their cocks starts pumping man cum. They all have HIV they wanna share too. I can call them now. You don’t even have to ask. Just nod if you want me too. Nod if you want strange men over here now to cum inside your boy hole,” he said hypnotically. I’d like to say I thought and weighed the options but I didn’t. His words had got me. And slowly, I nodded. And then again. And he grinned as he reached for his phone as, for my part, I lay back on the bed, his sperm soaking into my body.

TattPig is correct about the outside end of the catheter not fitting in your boyfriend's cock. That end is much wider and made to connect with a collection bag or other tubing. So find a funnel that fits it and have him hold it higher than your belly button and pee into it. Gravity will make it fill your bladder. For a hotter scene, use 2 catheters and 2 collection bags. You and your BF cath each other up, attach the collection bags and unclamp your caths. Place the bag lower than your cocks and gravity will drain your full bladders into them. Once you're both empty, clamp the caths off, detach the full collection bags, connect his bag of piss to your cath and your bag of pee to his cath. Lift the bags higher than your navels, unclamp and wait for gravity to fill you up with each other's piss.

It would be cool if we did something like "Breeding Zone" meets where someone organizes an event for everyone to get together in certain regions. Things to do in the city, bath houses or stuff to go to and sex parties or something like that. That way people can find each other in their area or travel if somethings going on. Just food for thought

I met this guy on a phone line about a month ago. He described himself as a sexy Latino with the Big Dick. I am 23, have a very nice bod, and am usually pretty picky about the guys I let screw me—so when I met this dude in person I was a little put off. He looked older than I had imagined, and he did not have the body I was expecting. He assured me he had a Cock that I would love, so I let him finger my Ass till he got hard. His Dick was beautiful—a good 7” and very thick. He whispered that he’d love to fuck me, and I was actually considering it. After a while I got crazy for It—like I was in heat or something. He really had me going with his lips on my Nips and his fingers up my Cunt. I surprised myself by moaning and giving my Ass to him. It pissed me off when he started grinning—like he knew that’s what I’d do, but I was so turned on I didn't care. I handed him a Condom; but he said, "No, I don't use those." I was about to leave zip up when he slipped his Cock in my Crack. "You won't believe how incredible this is going to feel." That was all he said, but I acquiesced. I was scared, but unbelievably turned on. His Dick was so huge and hard as a rock, and he kept tweaking my Nips. I guess he knew I was on the edge, because he slid a bottle of Poppers under my nose, whispering, “Take a deep one.” I knew if I did, I’d lose all control; but I wanted to succumb. So I breathed in the deepest hit I could. He slid in, and I moaned and cried as he fucked me and shot his Wad deep in my Cunt. He handed me his phone number and told me to call. "Don't throw this away. You'll want more. Right now you think you won't—but you will." Two days later I phoned him. I told him how afraid I was of what we'd done, but how badly I needed It again. He said he could cure me of my fear, and he told me to cum over right away. When I arrived, he led me to his bedroom. He’d hooked up a Sling over his bed. I climbed in, and he fucked me. "As long as you are NEG, you will always be afraid. You won't ever enjoy Sex as you should. You make the Choice." I felt his hard Cock in my Ass and took a big hit of Poppers. "Breed me!" He picked up his phone and started calling. In 15 minutes the first guy arrived. Five minutes later, another Bud. Two more Dudes after that. I took 6 Loads of Charged Cum—all from his friends, all of them POZ. The next day I took off from work and spent the day in bed. I was a mess the next couple weeks, but now I am free.

Love it when an aggressive top makes me smell and lick his sweaty pits. Or when he's fucking me and he drips sweat all over me.

As a bottom - if a top smells of: Cologne - FAIL Deodarant - FAIL (all of them are way too girly) Soap - ok as long as it's not too girly Sweat - bring it on Ripe Sweat - let's go 5 day old sweat - well it depends on the guy but can sometimes be too much Pigtop seems to have the right attitude